Any last words?

Mary Rose declared with a malicious smile, her voice dripping with provocation as she deflected and countered Lilith's ferocious attacks. 

"You're no warrior," Mary taunted, her tone laced with mockery. 

Lilith gritted her teeth, her patience wearing thin. "You talk too much," she snapped, parrying Mary's strike with calculated precision. The clash between scythe and sword echoed like thunder, the sheer heat from their impact causing both weapons to glow a deep red. 

"Tsk, just look at you," Mary sneered, her voice dripping with disdain. "Swinging a sword with such fervor, but lacking the true essence of a warrior. Let me show you what a real fight looks like." 

Lilith didn't answer immediately, her eyes burning with a mix of determination and rage. "You'll regret underestimating me."