His shadow self stood tall and unyielding, an embodiment of his deepest fears and failures. It wasn't just a fight against an enemy—it was a fight against the darkness within him.
The shadow lunged again, striking faster, each blow fueled by every moment Kaelen had felt inadequate. Kaelen gritted his teeth, his muscles straining to keep up, his mind racing to push past the memories this figure was dredging up. Each clash of their swords echoed his struggle, his desperate push to break free from his doubts.
"You can't escape what you are," the shadow sneered, striking with relentless speed. "Your weaknesses are your own. They always will be."
