Counterplay (2)

Zack had been waiting for this moment—his revenge match against Sia.

"This time, I'll win," Zack declared, gripping his swords.

Sia yawned. "I already told you, this is going to be three wins in a row. Are you a masochist or something?"

Zack ignored her comment and lunged forward, swinging both swords in a coordinated attack.

Sia effortlessly dodged, twisting her body out of the way like she had all the time in the world.

Zack pressed on, attacking with rapid strikes—only for Sia to parry with ease.

"Not bad," she admitted. "But still not good enough."

In the next moment, she sidestepped his attack and kicked his leg, making him stumble forward. Before he could recover, she tripped him with a quick sweep.

Zack hit the ground with a loud thud.

"Oof—"

"Three wins," Sia said, crossing her arms with a smirk.

"That was an illegal move!" Zack protested, sitting up.