Ominous
The battlefield trembled beneath the ferocity of Kaelthar and Vahalin's duel, the clashing of their weapons ringing out like the chimes of death.
Sparks erupted with every strike, illuminating the devastated terrain.
Trees once lush with life now stood broken and scorched, victims of stray blows and unleashed elemental energy.
Jagged scars marred the earth, their blades having cleaved through both stone and soil with reckless abandon.
Kaelthar advanced with predatory grace, his sabre an extension of his primal instincts.
Each swing carried the weight of his heritage, a relentless barrage of attacks meant to overwhelm his foe.
Yet, Vahalin held firm, his blade parrying each strike with defiance.
Their movements were a deadly dance, fluid and brutal, as they tested the limits of their endurance and skill.