The air was thick with tension as Scarlett stood face-to-face with Grayson. The forest around them seemed to hold its breath, the eerie stillness amplifying every sound. Grayson's smirk faded as he drew his blade.
"You've been a thorn in my side for far too long," Grayson said, his voice sharp and cutting.
Scarlett raised her pistol, steady despite the adrenaline coursing through her veins.
"And you've underestimated me for just as long."
Grayson lunged without warning, his blade slicing through the air with lethal precision. Scarlett dove to the side, firing off a shot that narrowly missed its target.
The fight was brutal and unrelenting. Grayson moved like a predator, his strikes calculated and ferocious. Scarlett countered with quick reflexes and strategic precision, using the terrain to her advantage.
