It had been a long time since Miro had faced such a strong opponent. Mabara's strength was undeniable, and Miro could feel the weight of the battle that was about to unfold. He had always prided himself on his ability to control any situation, to bend people to his will. But now, for the first time, he was uncertain. He had been betrayed, and the one person he had trusted had turned against him.
"Let's see how far you'll go, Mabara," Miro muttered under his breath. He stepped forward, his footsteps echoing in the silence. The guards, sensing the tension, moved to follow, but Miro raised a hand to stop them. "This is between him and me," he said, his voice cold and filled with determination.
Mabara smirked, clearly enjoying the challenge. "You really think you can take me down, Miro?" he asked, his voice mocking. "You're nothing without your guards. Nothing without your army."
