Kaelthar and Vahalin reappeared in a mountainous expanse, their weapons tearing through space.
Steel clashed with unrelenting force, each strike echoing across the peaks.
The earth trembled as they moved, their forms blurring, locked in a battle that reshaped the land.
Metal met Metal.
Blade clashed against Blade.
Sword collided with Sabre.
Power confronted Power.
Neither yielded an inch.
Each step forward was a testament to their resolve, their movements in perfect synchrony, never faltering, never breaking the relentless rhythm of their deadly dance.
Their clash reverberated across the battlefield, each impact resonating with an intensity that shook the air and ground alike.
Vahalin unleashed a ferocious upward slash, his blade aiming to cleave Kaelthar in two with deadly precision.