Still, Orion’s cool never wavered, even when Sasha landed a hard
blow on his shoulder. The fighting was
fierce and the staffs moved at blurring speeds.
The only sounds in the room were the clacks of the staffs coming together
and the thud of feet against the wooden floor as they fought for ground. For Sasha, it was a constant uphill
battle. No matter how much she pressed,
Orion danced circles of defiance around her, refusing to be cornered. Even as sweat flew off him as their bodies
clashed together, there was no sign of fatigue, no indication of whether the
young man was reaching his limit. Had
Sasha not fought him before, she would have believed him invincible by
now.
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