Ding Ding Ding Ding!
The successive attacks and constant counters by both individuals reverberated through the battlefield like a continuous sound. Everyone had underestimated the extent of Colby's strength. His attacks were blurring together into one constant streak, with traces of remnant shadows forming every time he unleashed his techniques to attack the opponent. Compared to the previous times when he had crossed daggers with Emily, he had gotten stronger.
On the other hand, Elena attacks flowed from one stance to the next, just like a dancer. Her movements left people in awe and delight, drawing people in and mesmerizing them with such ease. Her lithe and graceful motions was a reminiscent of the dance of the old era, inciting admiration amongst those who were watching her.
