Airs of Destiny: Confession

*SLASH*… *Crash!*

The force of the sword's swing sent Gabrielle hurtling through the air, and she collided with the far side of the arena wall.

"No... It can't be true."

Her voice trembled with a mix of denial and disbelief, refusing to accept what she had just heard.

"It is true. My father's crimes are a dark stain on history, and I cannot erase them."

Mirozlav approached Gabrielle, his steps measured. The audiences who shared the same homeland were left in a state of shock by the unexpected confession.

"What do you want from me? Why are you telling me this now?"

Gabrielle's emotions were a whirlwind of conflicting feelings. The revelation stirred up memories she would have preferred to keep buried, and a silver aura enveloped her compressed air saber as her grip tightened.

*Clang!*

The clash of swords resonated through the arena as Gabrielle and Mirozlav locked blades.