Kill [2]
"You're not bad, Lucas. But it's not enough!" Caster exclaimed, a smirk playing on his lips.
The battle between the two continued, the ebb and flow of their movements creating a dance of steel and mana. The air resonated with the clash of blades and the intensity of their conflicting energies.
As the fight raged on, Lucas noticed a subtle change in Caster's approach. There was a method to his movements, a strategy unfolding beneath the surface.
'[mana eyes],' Lucas activated his skill, enhancing his awareness of Caster's techniques. The information flooded his mind, revealing the intricacies of Caster's next moves.
Caster, aware of the growing threat Lucas posed, intensified his attacks. The sabre whirred through the air, creating a tempest of slashes. Lucas, utilizing his enhanced perception, skillfully parried each strike, his focus unbroken.