While everyone held their breaths in the audience, on the battleground, Pembrooke roared at his cornered prey who appeared to be at his mercy and was awaiting the one final slash from his sword.
However, Vyan was right on the money when he said Iyana would find a way. She always did.
With a deep breath, Iyana planted her feet firmly into the ground, her aura flaring to life with renewed strength. Instead of trying to find a way to escape this situation, she decided to face him head-on. The silver light that surrounded her blazed even brighter, swirling around her like a protective shield.
As Pembrooke's sword finally came crashing down, Iyana's own blade met his with a deafening clang, sparks flying from the impact.
And then, she saw her opening.
With a swift movement, she went under his arm and flipped their position. Before Pembrooke could react, Iyana delivered a deep slash to his side.
