The air was electric with tension as Roman and Echo Freya faced off in the training arena. Roman, determined to prove himself, gripped his weapon tightly, his knuckles white with tension. Freya, her eyes gleaming with a hint of amusement, drew her sword with a graceful flourish.
The two combatants circled each other, their footsteps echoing off the walls. Roman, his heart racing with excitement, charged forward with a mighty cry. Freya smiled, her sword flashing in the light as she parried Roman's clumsy attack with ease.
The sound of clashing steel filled the air: clang, clang, clang! Roman's weapon, a katana, sliced through the air with a deadly whoosh, only to be met by Freya's sword, which deflected each blow with precision.
