Korvan (2)
"Come at me."
Korvan's sneer faltered for a moment, his eyes narrowing. He saw the shift in my stance, the way I held my ground, no longer retreating. His eyes flicked to my glowing blade, recognition dawning in his expression.
"Playing the tough guy, are we?" he growled, his grip tightening on the spear. "Let's see how long that lasts."
And then he charged, flames erupting from his spear as he closed the distance between us in a heartbeat. His movements were fast, blindingly so, the tip of the spear a blur as it cut through the air toward me.
But I was ready.
With a sharp breath, I stepped forward to meet him, my estoc raised. The starlight mana pulsed through my body, giving me the speed and strength I needed to parry his strike.
CLANG!
The sound of our weapons clashing echoed through the clearing, sparks flying as fire met starlight. Korvan's eyes widened slightly as I held my ground, refusing to be pushed back this time.