The private training ground echoed with the clash of steel and the crackle of fire and lightning magic.
Kyle and Cassian moved in a blur, fire against lightning, steel against steel, their sparring session far more intense than any normal practice.
Cassian's red hair was plastered to his forehead with sweat as he blocked Kyle's lightning-charged tachi with his gauntlet, the impact sending sparks flying.
"You are getting faster" he admitted through gritted teeth.
Kyle grinned, twisting his wrist to break the lock. "And you are still holding back."
Cassian scoffed but didn't deny it. He pivoted, flames erupting from his fist in a sweeping arc that forced Kyle to leap back. "Maybe I just don't want to embarrass you too badly."
"Oh, that's rich" Kyle shot back, landing lightly on his feet. "Coming from the guy who—"
