Perilous deadlock

It was mid-noon in the Old Gods plain, where the red giant sun was hanging high above in the sky. The vibrant leaves of bushes and trees of the lush forest were seeking pleasure in the ambiance of vast sunlight. But the atmosphere was anything but warm in the middle of the forest. 

A staff blade was lying broken into two pieces on the ground, and a red-haired girl was sitting on bare ground with her arms crossed on her chest. Her face was marked with several shallow cuts and bruises with her poker face that was still fuming in anger upon facing the person opposite her.

On the other side was a young man sitting in a lotus position, trying to meditate to calm his nerves. Compared to the girl, he was badly injured. From his back where he had a large wound that reeked of blood to the deep cuts over his both arms. Even his chest had a stab mark on his black jacket as well as his hands were filled with stains of dried blood and cracks.