The match continued to unfold like a carefully choreographed storm, each movement and counter an intricate display of skill and determination. Adrian stood still, taking a moment to breathe and recalibrate.
He knew better than to let Aurelius gather his focus and concentrate on the match. His earlier advantage could disappear in a heartbeat if Aurelius managed to take control of the fight.
Wiping the sweat from his brow, Adrian advanced again, his steps measured yet purposeful. He had no intention of giving Aurelius any room to execute his next move.
But Aurelius had already begun adapting. He slammed his palm into the ground, the aether around him flaring with intensity.