Tournament: Damien And Sara Rematch

Bang,

Damien deflected the strike, pushing Aylen back.

The two of them stared at each other, Aylen with caution and Damien with seriousness.

" I guess I need to use my trump card "

She raised her scythe before her, a deep red light covering her entire body.

" Second level of Force skill? "

Damien thought, noticing her rising Force energy.

Without hesitation, Aylen slashed her scythe before her and then she disappeared.

Not a flicker of movement, not a blur of speed—just gone.

Damien's battle instincts flared. His body moved on reflex, ducking just as a blue arc of Force energy sliced through the air where his head had been.

Teleportation?

His dark brown eyes flickered as his eyes tried to track her, but before he could fully register her position, she disappeared again.

Shing!