Sparring match
The afternoon sun hung high in the sky, casting a golden glow over the training grounds. After the intensity of the previous night, Seraphina and I had decided to test our skills against each other, both for training and to gauge our strengths and weaknesses. It was a rare opportunity to spar with someone as powerful as Seraphina, and I was eager to see how I measured up.
We stood at opposite ends of the grounds, the air thick with anticipation. Seraphina's icy blue eyes met mine, a determined glint shining in them. I took a deep breath, feeling the familiar surge of demonic energy coursing through my veins. This was no ordinary sparring match; it was a clash of titans.
"Ready when you are," Seraphina called out, her voice steady and confident.