The auditorium was a storm of shadows and chaos, the air buzzing with tension as Ham and I faced off in the dark.
"Come on, kid! Show me what you got!" he roared, his voice loud and rough, cutting through the panicked murmurs of the crowd.
His yellow eyes glowed like fire, his aura flaring wild around him as he swung his chopper swords with a grin that wouldn't falter.
*Clang! Clang! Clang!* Our weapons slammed together, steel on steel, sparks popping in the blackness.
We moved fast—arms swinging, blocking, attacking all at once. My dagger met his massive blades over and over, the sound sharp and relentless, echoing off the concrete walls.
The crowd by the elevator was a mess, their phone flashlights trembling as they tried to follow the fight.
"What's happening?!" a woman squeaked, her light shaking in her hand. "I can't see anything—are they killing each other?" a guy muttered, pressing back against the useless doors.
