Momentum flipped in a heartbeat. The duel that had begun as a test was now a rout.
After a whirlwind hundred rounds, Venerable Glacier found himself cornered, guard high, breath shallow.
The Ice Crystal Longsword dulled under spreading grey veins, chains snapping in midair. Three deep wounds carved across his torso refused to close.
Jared spared a thread of mind to keep the microcosm whole, that leash kept the fight alive, barely.
"Impossible! impossible!" The venerable's shout cracked, half plea, half denial. A wild tremor ran through him, and the chill that once ruled the hall now tasted of panic.
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