Next, they each selected their weapons: Alex picked up a training sword, its weight feeling familiar in his hands, while Lilith chose a sleek rapier, its blade gleaming with a promise of precision.
As they faced each other once more, the atmosphere shifted, the tension crackling like electricity. With a swift motion, Alex assumed a combat stance, his grip firm on the hilt. Lilith mirrored him, her posture graceful yet poised for action, the rapier held delicately but ready to strike.
"Ready?" Alex called out, a glint of excitement in his eyes.
"Always," Lilith replied, a hint of challenge in her voice.
With a sudden burst, they sprang into action. Alex lunged forward, using the sword's reach to deliver a sweeping arc aimed at Lilith. She sidestepped gracefully, the blade slicing through the air where she had just been. In a fluid motion, she countered with a thrust of her rapier, aiming for his side.