In the vast barren land, Ignis and Lilith stood facing each other. The air shifted before either of them moved.
Ignis stepped forward, rolling her shoulders leisurely. The atmosphere around her tightened as heat rose around her. She turned her head slightly toward James and said with a smirk.
"I'll show you another kind of sword fighting style."
James raised an eyebrow, clearly feeling curious because Ignis was a genuine dragon, and yet, she preferred fighting using a sword. Behind him, Nyxrael watched silently, but if you looked into his mask closely, his eyes lit up as he was also intrigued.
Ignis exhaled softly.
Then, she unsheathed her sword and shifted her grip, thumb resting against the lower flat of the blade, the metal angled backward along her forearm like a predatory limb.
Her body leaned forward, one hand digging into the ground for balance while the other arm pulled back, gripping her weapon like a drawn arrow.
