Will or Talent

The currents of wind swirled around Elein, giving her a power no one else around her possessed. The only one who could stop her now was Zayne, however, she was already seriously close to victory in just one move.

She still had plenty of energy and her wounds were insignificant compared to Zayne's ones. She could have made another such dash to finally leave her opponent no chance of victory, but she did not.

'You're wary.' The voice in Elein's head went quietly, 'That's right. Even I don't understand what's going on with this young man, he's dangerous and strange. Wait for the right moment.'

Most people in Elein's place would not have waited since, in fact, there was nothing stopping her from stabbing Zayne with her katana again.

He lost some of his strength and was seriously wounded, and his appearance returned to normal. As if accepting defeat, he knelt and stared into the starry night sky.