A Tense Atmosphere

Clangs-!

The sound of clashing swords was a fierce incentive. Two people stared at each other with burning eyes as their swords clashed. On the sidelines, there were two people watching the two people's fight on the dry ground.

The clashing swords, the hands swinging at each other, added to the chaotic feeling of the spectators on the sidelines. The more determined the opponent became, the stronger the desire to win the match became, and neither of them took a break from swinging their swords.

Strike after strike was delivered with such subtlety that the skilled hands were a deception to the opponent. A woman with red hair marveled at the swordsmanship of her current opponent. For the first time in her life, she felt her opponent's equality in swordplay.

"Will Princess Elie be alright? Isn't the one she's fighting the Emperor's ex-wife?" A woman's voice resounded with worry.