Matilda lunged at Selena with a clenched fist, crackling with black lightning. "Who are you?"
Selena dodged the punch with ease, and Matilda started swinging even faster. A spark of black lightning roared with each swing as they rushed toward Selena like lightning bolts.
Selena dodged all the punches, weaving through the lightning with a smile on her face. Each of her moves was as silent as the wind, yet sharper than blades, in a few small steps, she ended up squatting above Matilda's fist, not even her weight mattered.
Matilda angrily swings her fist, pulling it from beneath Selena, and charged forth with rage, chasing her across the open area in the forest they were fighting in.