The training grounds buzzed with anticipation as Lydia led Elara and me outside. The night air was crisp, and a faint mist clung to the ground, illuminated by flickering torches. It was the perfect setting for an epic showdown.
My blood was already pumping, adrenaline mixing with a fierce excitement. I couldn't help but glance at Elara, sizing her up. She had a calmness about her, the kind that hinted at experience, but I wasn't going to let that intimidate me.
Lydia stopped in the centre of the field and turned to us, exasperation still clear on her face. "Alright, if you two are going to do this, we need some rules."
Elara and I stood side by side, facing Lydia, but honestly? I wasn't paying attention.
The excitement of the upcoming fight had my focus locked on Elara, and from the corner of my eye, I could tell she was doing the same. We were both ready to throw down, and Lydia's rules were just background noise.
