A Dance With Monsters (3)

Previously

The world, having shed its frozen veneer, spun back into motion. With a deftness born of intuition, the Maiden executed a graceful pirouette, his body twirling in perfect harmony with the martial rhythm of combat.

In that sacred fraction of a heartbeat, the Maiden's chi-enhanced leg swung in a graceful arc, a roundhouse kick that held the promise of devastating impact. His target, the Sage's vulnerable oblique, bore the full brunt of his focused attack. The very air crackled with the anticipation of violence, a palpable tension that spoke of imminent upheaval.

Yet, the Sage, a master of warcraft, revealed himself as more than a mere legend. With the uncanny instincts of a battle genius, he responded to the impending strike. His form shifted with the fluid grace of a seasoned warrior, a dance of evasion that defied the ordinary.