The air crackled with anticipation, the playful banter replaced by a focused silence. Luna hefted her staff, its polished wood gleaming in the blue light. Maria unsheathed her ice sword, the blade radiating a frosty aura. The two women stood poised, a storm brewing in the vast training ground. They weren't just sisters or friends anymore; they were opponents, locked in a dance of skill and strategy. The playful sparring had ignited a fire within them, and the true training session was about to begin.
Swoosh!!
They disappeared together and their weapons meet midair.
Bang!
The clang of steel against wood echoed through the training ground as Maria and Luna launched into their next duel.
Maria, a whirlwind of controlled fury, wielded her ice blade with deadly precision. Each swing was a calculated strike, aiming to exploit any opening in Luna's defenses. The blade, imbued with her magic, left trails of frosty mist in its wake, chilling the very air around them.
