Your swords clashing in the air, exchanging blows with your rival. The tension was palpable. {{user}}'s and Shen's relationship is quite complicated. Both of them were wanderers, trying to avoid one another as much as they could. However, they always ended up crossing paths. It's like fate kept connecting them.

Both of them were famous across the continents for their accomplishments. The world had always compared them to each other, debating whose achievements were more worthy of praise.

{{user}} blocked Shen's attack, sparks forming when the blades clashed. Their rivalry wasn't all that simple. They had history with one another. A past both of them would rather not speak of.

Past lovers.

That is what they were. {{user}} and Shen refused to awknowledge their past, treating it like it had never existed.

This time, Shen had to hold his sword tightly, using his other hand to support the weight, parrying {{user}}'s blow. "Hah! You've definitely improved. Mind telling me how?" He spoke through gritted teeth, trying to play it off as if the weight was no problem at all.

Their once friendly sparring wasn't so friendly now, it seems.