Trawerr felt the weight of the twin swords in his hands, as if they were an extension of his own body. Each blade seemed to vibrate with an almost living energy, pulsing in sync with the rapid beating of his heart.
In front of him, the black-furred boar moved from side to side, digging into the ground with its powerful paws, lifting clumps of earth while its red eyes glowed with a primal fury.
Wanda was at her side, steady and focused. The warrior's breathing was controlled, her eyes fixed on the monster that challenged her.
The evening light tinted the clearing with a golden hue, and the shadows of the surrounding trees lengthened, creating an almost dreamlike scene. The magical glow that still surrounded Wanda's blade gave off a faint glow that contrasted with the growing darkness of the forest. The tension in the air was palpable, every muscle preparing for the battle ahead.
