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Clang…! Clang…!

The echoes of clashing blades reverberated through the training ground. Sparks danced in the air, accompanied by swift and elusive movements as two figures engaged in a fierce sparring session.

Swoosh…! Tristan deftly dodged a blade aimed at his neck, his agile form moving gracefully through the battlefield. In response, he countered with a powerful swing, the aura from his sword cutting through the surrounding trees in a dazzling display of skill.

However, his opponent proved to be elusive, disappearing and reappearing with each passing second. Tristan's instincts guided him, and he swiftly struck to the left. 

Yet, to his surprise, his blade met only empty air. Confusion clouded his expression just as a powerful punch connected with his face.

Crack…!