"What did you do to my son!?"
The Count's voice boomed across the square as he launched himself at Alex in an enraged fury. His dark blade swung with deadly intent, slicing through the air towards Alex's head. Alex barely managed to parry, his fiery sword meeting Desmond's with a shower of sparks.
The impact jarred Alex's arm, but he pushed back with all his strength. The two men locked eyes, hatred blazing in both. Desmond's face twisted in fury, and he forced Alex back a step.
"You'll pay for that!" the Count snarled, his voice dripping with venom.
Alex swung his sword in a wide arc, flames licking at Desmond's armour. The Count dodged, his movements quick and precise. He retaliated with a series of rapid strikes, each one aimed to maim or kill. Alex blocked and countered, his fiery sword leaving trails of burning air.
