The sea winds blew freely. Tension rose as the two warriors watched each other intently. Darkness descended upon them suddenly. The cheerful radiance of the sun was shrouded by columns of clouds that sparked with lightning and rumbled with thunder.
"You are powerful." Ning Tai remarked in the accented tongue of the Great Jin Empire. His body looked outwardly relaxed and calm, but his aura within him grew rigid like a taut bow and his readiness climbed to its climax.
His eyes were filled with burning passion—a love for the exhilarating experience of intense battle even at the cost of his life!
"So are you." Meng Qi's hand leisurely rested on the hilt of his saber with an air that was not of arrogance but of tremendous confidence in his own abilities. He stood proud and erect, a man of imposing bearing.
His opponent had not brandished his weapon, but Ning Tai could already feel the staggering pressure weighing down on him!
