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The match had taken a dangerous turn.
She switched tactics, dodging and weaving around K’grona’s attacks with lightning-fast reflexes. She was put to the test as he swung the diseased blade at her with deadly precision.
But Sana’a’s shotel was no match for the miasmic power and it was sliced in two, falling far to the surface below.
‘Is that all you’ve got?’ K’grona gibed with a soft, menacing whisper.
Eyes turning into ice, Sana’a made a call.
She called out to her SHärd blades, hidden from most eyes until now.
They formed like a diaphanous spectre between the fighters, halting K’grona’s mid-swing.
He stared as they shimmered into sight, their translucent savagery appearing for all to see.
She gave him a smirk as she summoned them into her grasp.
‘What the fokk? Are these within the rules?’ he growled at her.
She tilted her chin to his ebony black necrotic sword. ‘You’re the one who introduced a new weapon. The lesson of the day: never assume your sword is the only one that’s superior in battle.’
Without warning, she lunged at K’grona with unworldly speed, flicking her daggers in his face and driving him back with a cry.
The stadium roared as they exchanged blows, each more brutal than the last. Sana’a’s heart raced, her every muscle straining as she poured strength into her attacks.
The ambience was thick with the acrid stench of sweat and kätu as they battled.
K’grona’s koya danced through the air, its tendrils of black íkan hissing and crackling as it tore through the sky.
At one point, he managed to swipe and get one claw into her shoulders.
He pulled her closer with a maniacal laugh, so close that the tip of the dripping weapon he aimed at her scorched her neck, burning into her skin even from millimetres away.
‘I’ll kill you,’ he roared. ‘Destroy you!’
She kneed him in the thorax and pushed off in a burst of speed and power she never knew she had.
Snarling, Sana’a lunged at her opponent and let loose her left blade.
‘Finish this,’ she snarled at it.
It obeyed, flashing through the air, through his chrome feathers and sinking into the kav’s chest.
He gave a faint, pained laugh as blood gushed out from the wounds.
‘Nada!’
Despite his defiance, his black eyes held a glimmer of regard for Sana’a’s tenacity before his face twisted into a mask of rage and defeat.
The arena fell silent, save for the echoing sound of Sana’a’s rapid breaths and K’grona’s laboured gasps.
In a last-ditch effort, the kav tumbled backward mid-air, his hand reaching for the handle of his kätu-imbued koya, flinging it at her.
She ducked as it whistled past her ears. In response, her blade sunk deeper into his chest, twisting through bone and sinew.
This wrenched a guttural cry from the dying warrior. The dark kätu in him twisted and turned as the SHärd’s ethereal power tore through his veins.
His eyes widened in shock and pain before they dimmed and finally went blank.
