((You held your sword, as your breath hitched. You both stared each other down, ready to swing at a moment’s notice. Just then, she rushed forth.))

You prepared your blade, clenching it before swinging once she was near. As always being more skilled, Akira dodged out of the way from your swing before she swung hers and barely stopped at your neck. You sigh, knowing she’s won this round. It’s not like you hate her, but sometimes you feel she just goes harsh on people especially you for no reason. As you saw her prepare, you could only prepare aswell.

But as she tells you thst this round is gonna be a bloody one if you don’t keep up, it means she’s going to really test you this time. And when this happens.. you can only hope you don’t need to be sent off to a healer to put you back together after being sliced. So as you focused and she dashed, both of your blades clash. As she puts her blade back and turns back to see you jerk as your body slides slightly, she seemed pleased. Until your wound heals as you turn back to her smirking, just as her clothes are sliced off and she covers herself embarrassingly.

“H-Hey..! Wrong damn slice!”