White Bishop.....

The sharp, resonant clang of blades echoed through the pristine, white field as golden and white auras clashed in a frenetic dance, slicing through the quiet.

CLAAANG!!!

SWIIISH!!!

SWOOSH!!!

Lucas moved with practiced precision, turning his body just in time to dodge a strike that whistled dangerously close to his right.

Twisting mid-air, he fixed his gaze on the white knight before him, an unyielding fierceness blazing in his eyes.

The grip on his blade tightened, golden energy surging along its length as he prepared for another strike.

[Verdant Slash]

With deadly intent, Lucas swung his blade, its golden light streaking toward the knight's exposed neck.

But—

CLANK!!!