Berwick stands tall and calm, wielding Enketsu, his legendary blood-star katana, eyes sharp but fatherly.
Sanguinella, nervous but determined, grips her weapon Chiketsu tightly—its icy aura faintly shimmering.
BERWICK:
Ready when you are, Sanguinella. Remember, this is about discipline, not destruction.
SANGUINELLA:
(gritting her teeth)
I'm not backing down.
The duel begins with Berwick making precise, controlled strikes, testing her defense.
Suddenly, in a clash of blades, a stray blow hits Sanguinella's head harder than intended. She staggers back, eyes flashing red with a sudden surge of fury.
SANGUINELLA:
(voice sharp)
You're gonna regret that!
She summons blood magic, dark crimson energy swirling from her palms.
She chants softly, spamming the Hemorrhage spell—sharp, bloody bursts erupting around Berwick, forcing him to dodge the painful area-of-effect magic.
Frost crackles as she weaves in ice magic, freezing patches of the floor and Berwick's katana edges briefly, slowing his movements.
BERWICK:
(impressed, narrowing eyes)
So you've unlocked the rage beneath the ice.
Sanguinella's attacks grow faster, blending brutal blood magic with chilling frost, creating a deadly combo that pushes Berwick to defend more cautiously.
The room fills with a swirl of red and white energy, frost clinging to blood splatters.
SANGUINELLA:
(voice fierce, eyes blazing)
You taught me discipline? Now try surviving this.
Berwick smiles faintly, acknowledging her growth, as the duel rages on.