The training hall was a storm of crashing forces. Jin's blade, wrapped in the icy blue flames of the Moon's mana, clashed violently against Rena's fists, encased in swirling silver-black fire. Each collision rang like thunder, sparks exploding outward as sword met fist in a blinding spectacle of power.
The echo of steel striking fire filled the vast chamber. Jin's every sword swing was met with the fiery resistance of Rina's blazing arms, her strength amplified by the melding of her draconic essence and the fierce mana coursing within her.
"Your flame burns brighter than I imagined," Jin said with a sardonic smirk, his crimson eyes locked on hers, "but your fists will never pierce my defense."
Rena laughed, a breathless, daring sound that carried both challenge and excitement. "Oh, darling, you haven't seen anything yet." She surged forward, flames licking higher as she channeled more mana into her limbs. Her fists ignited in dark silver fire, shadows dancing within the blaze.
With a sudden twist, Jin spun around her, lightning crackling from his blade. His foot whipped out with brutal force, connecting solidly with Rena's stomach, sending her hurtling backward like a cannonball. The air rushed past her ears, and the cold stone of the wall loomed dangerously close.
But before impact, Rena's magnificent wings burst into life—two vast appendages of shimmering silver fire, each stretching nearly two meters from tip to tip. The flames roared and flickered with ethereal light as she spread them wide, catching the air and halting her descent with breathtaking grace.
Her white hair, long and flowing like liquid moonlight, shimmered with an otherworldly glow. The crimson tips glowed faintly, pulsing with raw energy. Flames spiraled up her arms, wrapping around her forearms to the elbows, licking her legs up to her knees in a fiery embrace. The air itself seemed to bend around her radiant form.
Hovering nearly twenty meters above Jin, she looked down with fierce, mischievous eyes. "My love," she whispered, voice low and sultry, "it's time to end this."
Raising her blazing hand, Rena began to conjure a massive sphere of fire—silver and black, like a miniature sun, radiating heat and sinister tendrils of shadow. The flames writhed and flickered, alive with destructive intent.
"Nivhalon," she intoned, the name of her most devastating spell rolling off her tongue like a promise of ruin.
Jin's gaze never wavered. As the fiery orb hurtled toward him, he reached deep into his reservoir of mana, summoning the ethereal light of the White Moon. Time slowed; the very air thickened as Jin moved faster than the eye could see.
His sword, Nihil, shimmered with enhanced power as the Azure Moon's energy surged through him. Around him, seven golden stars appeared, orbiting in a perfect circle—the legendary Seven Stars Technique.
With a graceful, deadly spin, Jin swept his sword through the air, channeling the full force of the Azure Moon into a devastating arc. The Starry Crescent Slash blasted forward, a golden wave encased in brilliant blue, roaring toward the infernal sphere.
The two colossal energies collided with a cataclysmic roar—the silver-black fireball met the radiant star wave in a violent clash that shattered the surrounding air. For a brief, breathtaking moment, power and light balanced perfectly, neither yielding.
Then, with a brilliant flash, the two forces imploded into a cloud of white sparkles and drifting ash.
When the dust settled, Rena was thrown backward, her wings beating furiously as she struggled to regain control mid-air. The hall trembled under the shockwave, cracks spider-webbing across the floor.
Panic flickered in her eyes for the first time. What if Jin is hurt? The thought sent a shiver down her spine.
But there he stood, unmoved and smiling with a teasing glint in his crimson eyes. His dark clothes were torn and dust-covered; his hair wild and disheveled, yet the spark of mischief remained unextinguished.
"Careful, love," Jin called up, his voice both playful and mocking. "You nearly took me out of commission."
Rena's breath hitched, her heart pounding as she descended rapidly, wings folding close. The realization of how close they had come to disaster sent a surge of adrenaline through her.
Landing with a soft thud, she stumbled briefly, feeling a rare crack in her usually unshakable confidence. Yet there was no shame in the vulnerability—only a burning desire to prove herself worthy.
She raced toward him, all the bravado and fire returning. Without hesitation, she threw her arms around Jin, pulling him down until they both fell to the ground. Her flaming body pressed against his, a fierce heat radiating between them.
In a breathless moment of silence, she lowered her head and pressed her lips to his. The kiss was hungry, bold—an expression of all the unspoken emotions and fierce passion burning between them.
Jin's hands tensed slightly, but he did not pull away. Instead, he smiled against her lips, the faintest trace of amusement in his voice.
"You're growing dangerously bold, my half-dragon," he teased softly.
Rena's eyes sparkled with mischief. She leaned in, licking the corner of his mouth before trailing a heated kiss down his jaw to his neck.
She bit gently, feeling the rush of his warm blood against her tongue.Rena wasn't a vampire, she was just half dragon, but she loved the taste of Jin's blood, it was intoxicating, so she continued to suckle until she was full.
Jin's gaze darkened, his voice dripping with sardonic charm. "Enjoying my blood, are you? Perhaps you're becoming more beast than bride."
Rena laughed quietly, burying her face in his chest. "I love everything about you, Jin. Every shade, every secret."
Then she licked his muscular chest with her red tongue and inhaled the scent of his sweat and licked the salty sweat of his life. She was embarrassed to do this when she was human, but now she was no longer ashamed. He was her husband and she loved him. Jin's body belonged to her alone. Then she looked at his dream. Jin's chest and.... she smiled wickedly. . Then she sank her fang into her and bit her.
Jin's eyes widened and he said, "What are you doing? Are you crazy?" Then he used the green moon mana to heal himself.
She traced her fingers along his scarred skin, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath the surface.
For a moment, the battlefield vanished, replaced by the electric intimacy of two souls fiercely entwined—fire and moonlight, dragon and warrior, love and war.
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Heat: Are you ready to marry a girl like Rena? Tell me in the comments.