He tightened his grip on the Dragonslayer Sword and charged again. This time, his sword came faster, harder, and more absolute.
Lydia stood in the distance, watching the fight. Her brows drew tighter and tighter.
She could see it clearly that Jared was fighting like a man with nothing to lose, every move fierce, every strike thrown without regard for himself, but Skylar still clearly had strength left in reserve.
Every attack Jared launched was neutralized by Skylar with exact precision. Every burst Jared forced out was met by Skylar with the same calm ease. If this kept going, Jared would run out first. And when that happened, the next step would be the line between life and death.
Her hand tightened around her sword. Ghostly miasma rolled off her as she prepared to step in and help.
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