As Braun and I charged toward each other, at the same time, Hina and Yuri rushed at one another, their swords drawn and ready.
*CLANG*
The sharp clash of metal rang out as their blades met.
"Let's see what a bitch like you can do," Yuri said with a smirk, her tone dripping with mockery.
Hina's glare was cold and unyielding. "I said stop calling me that, you jealous loser."
Their swords clashed again, the impact vibrating through the air around them.
*Clang. Clang. Clang.*
Blow after blow, neither gave an inch, each attack faster and stronger than the last.
Yuri suddenly shifted her stance, blocking Hina's blade with precision. In one swift motion, she twisted, locking Hina's sword in place. With a sharp cry, Yuri leaped into the air and delivered a powerful kick to Hina's chest.
