Zerthon and Omirnn clashed, their swords flashing in the dim light of the dungeon. The air was filled with the sound of ringing steel, the two warriors exchanging blow after blow.
Omirnn was a formidable opponent, his sword slicing through the air with deadly precision. But Zerthon was not one to back down from a challenge. He charged forward, his sword flashing in the dim light.
The two warriors clashed, their swords meeting in a shower of sparks. Zerthon stumbled back, his arm numb from the force of the blow. But he refused to give up.
With a fierce battle cry, Zerthon charged forward, his sword slicing through the air. Omirnn met him head-on, their swords clashing in a flurry of steel and sparks.
The battle raged on, the two warriors exchanging blow after blow. Zerthon's Smelt Heat ability was beginning to take its toll on Omirnn, the heat emanating from his body causing the air around them to distort and ripple.
But Omirnn was not one to give up easily. He summoned a bolt of lightning, the electricity crackling through the air as it hurtled towards Zerthon.
Zerthon raised his sword, the metal glowing with a faint blue light as it absorbed the lightning bolt. The force of the blow sent Zerthon stumbling back, but he refused to give up.
With a fierce battle cry, Zerthon charged forward, his sword slicing through the air. Omirnn met him head-on, their swords clashing in a flurry of steel and sparks.
The battle raged on, the two warriors exchanging blow after blow. But Zerthon's Smelt Heat ability was beginning to take its toll on Omirnn, the heat emanating from his body causing the air around them to distort and ripple.
Omirnn stumbled back, his eyes widening in surprise. Zerthon took advantage of the opening, his sword slicing through the air with deadly precision.
The blade bit deep into Omirnn's shoulder, the metal glowing with a faint blue light as it absorbed the lightning energy. Omirnn let out a pained cry, his body stumbling backwards as he fell to the ground.
Zerthon stood over him, his chest heaving with exhaustion. He had won the battle, but at what cost? Omirnn lay at his feet, his body wounded and broken.
As Zerthon caught his breath, he couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. He had defeated Omirnn, but he knew that their rivalry was far from over.
Meanwhile, back at school, Tessie was walking home with Eira, chatting about her day.
"I'm so glad I'm doing well in math," Tessie said, her eyes shining with excitement. "I was worried I'd struggle, but it's actually really fun."
Eira smiled, her eyes warm with encouragement. "You're a natural, Tessie," she said. "I'm not surprised you're doing well."
Tessie grinned, feeling proud of herself. "Thanks, Eira," she said. "I couldn't have done it without your help."
As they walked, Tessie's thoughts turned to Zerthon. She had been thinking about him a lot lately, wondering when she would see him again.
"I miss Zerthon," Tessie said, her voice wistful. "It's been weeks since I've seen him."
Eira's expression turned serious, her eyes clouding with concern. "I know, Tessie," she said. "But Zerthon is on a quest to become stronger. He needs to focus on his training."
Tessie nodded, understanding. "I know," she said. "But it's hard not to miss him."
Eira smiled, her eyes warm with encouragement. "I'm sure Zerthon misses you too, Tessie," she said. "And when he returns, I'm sure he'll be proud of all you've accomplished."
Tessie grinned, feeling a sense of hope. She knew that Zerthon would return eventually, and when he did, she would be ready.