MATCH WITH OUR NEW MASTER

As our swords clashed with Saraswati mam's sword, I felt like I attacked some iron mountain which is immovable even though I try to use my full power. Just with a swing, she sent us stumbling backward, our swords flying out of our hands, and we landed on the ground with a thud. She put her sword on the ground and said, "Mam, you are strong and know some basics of sword fighting and somewhat about heavy swords. I can see it just by your very little amount of sword aura. Aysha, your sword aura is strong, but it is more likely for a normal sword. It felt like you never had used any heavy sword for a fight. And Arpita, it feels like you practiced with heavy swords, but started recently. You are still very weak. Now, don't waste any time and attack me."

And so, we started to attack her again. The whole ground was trembling, and was full of our heavy sword sound, and like that, 2 hours were finished, and we were on the ground. Saraswati mam said, "Arpita, do you think like this, you can become the strongest warrior that creates fear of heavy swords in demons' hearts? When you can't even block me for a second. And Aysha, how do you think you can become strong enough to protect everyone with your this growth in a fight? When you can't even try to protect your friend."

After hearing those words, we were angered and realized our mistake. And me, Arpita, looked towards each other, and with mutual understanding...

we charged at Saraswati mam again, our swords clashing with hers in a flurry of strikes. The ground trembled beneath our feet as we fought, our heavy swords ringing out with each blow, like a blacksmith hammering away at his anvil. The air was filled with the smell of sweat and steel, and our breathing was like a bellows, fueling the fire of our determination.

Our swords clashed with Saraswati mam's, the sound of steel on steel echoing through the air like a symphony of clashing titans. The ground shook beneath our feet, like an earthquake, and our swords gleamed in the light, like shining stars. We fought with all our might, our swords slicing through the air with precision and power, like a hot knife through butter.

But Saraswati mam was a force to be reckoned with, her sword slicing through ours with ease, like a hot knife through butter. She was a true master of the sword, her movements fluid and graceful like a dancer, her sword an extension of her body, like a limb.

As the fight continued, I couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration and anger, my face red with exertion, my muscles screaming in fatigue, like a warrior who has fought a thousand battles. How could Saraswati mam be so strong, so skilled? It seemed like no matter how hard we tried, we couldn't even land a hit on her, like trying to hit a ghost.

But then, something changed. Saraswati mam's words struck a chord within me, and I realized that I had been going about this all wrong. I wasn't using my strengths to my advantage, and I was letting my emotions cloud my judgment, like a cloudy day obscuring the sun.

With newfound determination, I focused my energy and charged at Saraswati mam once again, my sword slicing through the air with precision and power, striking true and landing a solid hit on Saraswati mam's sword, like a hammer striking an anvil. Arpita, too, seemed to have found her footing, her sword striking with a newfound strength and purpose, like a river flowing through the landscape.

Together, we fought with a synchrony and determination that we hadn't shown before, our swords clashing with Saraswati mam's in a flurry of strikes, the sound of steel on steel echoing through the air like a symphony of clashing titans.

And after another so many clashed our sword was again broken and we have to take another heavy sword

Mam : "It will be our today's last heavy sword battle, so use your full power," Saraswati mam said, her eyes gleaming with intensity. "And if that didn't impress me, you will be removed from the sect." Her words were like thunder, shocking and ominous.

I felt a surge of determination and adrenaline coursing through my veins. I knew this was our last chance to prove ourselves, to show that we were worthy of this sacred art. I looked at Arpita, and we nodded at each other, our minds racing with strategy.

We had 2 minutes to come up with a plan, and we used every second of it. We knew we had to work together, to use our strengths to our advantage. And so, we formed a plan, a plan that would either lead to victory or defeat.

As the 2 minutes were up, we charged at Saraswati mam, our swords clashing with hers in a flurry of strikes. The ground trembled beneath our feet as we fought, our heavy swords ringing out with each blow. Arpita and I worked together seamlessly, our movements fluid and synchronized.

After 20 minutes of intense fighting, Arpita struck the ground with all her might, sending dust flying everywhere. I took advantage of the distraction to charge at Saraswati mam, my sword slicing through the air with precision and power.

As the dust cleared, I saw my chance. I leaped towards Saraswati mam, my sword flashing in the light. But this time, something was different. I opened all my chakras, releasing a torrent of energy that flowed through my body like a river. My sword glowed with a fierce light, and I could feel my strength and speed increasing exponentially.

Arpita, too, had opened her chakras, and her sword was shining with a brilliant light. Arpita stood firm, her sword planted in the ground, and I stood on her sword, using it as a launching pad.

With a mighty roar, Arpita unleashed all her power, throwing me towards Saraswati mam like a human projectile. I flew through the air, my sword shining with a fierce light, and struck Saraswati mam with all my might. Our blades clashed, the sound of steel on steel echoing through the air like a symphony of clashing titans. The ground shook beneath our feet, and a small dirt tornado formed around us.

I was thrown backward, my sword broken, my body battered and bruised. But I refused to give up. I sat there, waiting for the dust to clear, my eyes fixed on Saraswati mam. I knew I had given it my all, and I was ready for whatever came next.