The light of the moon reflected off silver swords that were raised in the air. The night wind swirled gently between two figures as they stood feet apart from each other. Each person, apparently waiting for the other to make their move. In a flash of quick speed Damien lunged toward Serenity and the loud sound of swords clashing filled the air.
Serenity blocked his sword and nimbly jumped back. She knew that if it came down to physical strength that there was no way she could beat him. If she stood a chance at all, it would be with outmaneuvering him. She sprinted in and at the last second spun to redirect her sword towards Damien's back.
Damien barely managed to swing his sword to meet his opponent’s. He wasn’t fighting like he did earlier, but was still showing surprising skill and qu
