Hell Hound Rising

Me and Hope walked into the arena, smiles on our faces. We walked farther away, drawing our blades, ready to fight. And with a mind blurring speed we raced at each other, our blades clashing. Sparks flew as we collided blades, our faces drenched in sweat and smiles. We sprang appart,

“Try this!” She barked. She began channeling her magic into her sword, causing it to burst into flames. I began channeling my darkness into my blades, they started to burn a black flame. I was as shocked as Hope was judging by the look on her face, we were just about to go at each other again when Borus busted in.

“Josh! Emergency!!” He screamed. I sheathed my blades and raced over,

“What happened?” I asked, completely focused on him. Emma raced in, her trainee in toe.

“There's an extraordinarily large pack of hellhounds rampaging nearby.” She said. I looked at Hope,

“training over, I gotta go.” I said, “I'm coming with you,” She tried to say but I cut her off.