Inevitable fight

"I see you're from the Emberwing Academy. What a pleasant surprise," said Victor with a grin.

The girl frowned, "Who are you? You are not the Emberwing student," she asked.

"It won't be fun if I tell you my name. How about this? Give me some intriguing information about this survival test, and I'll let you walk away unharmed," Victor proposed, a sly grin spreading across his face.

"Share information with you?" She sneered, "Who do you think you are? You're not worth my time."

"Oh, so you choose violence?" Victor inquired, his eyes gleaming with genuine killing intent.

"Violence? I just hope I don't accidentally kill you," the girl retorted coldly.

As she spoke, her aura flared, making the atmosphere heavy with tension.

Victor felt the pressure but remained unfazed, accustomed to such gravitational force.

He smirked, "Are all Emberwing Academy students this arrogant?"

"You sure like to hear yourself talk," she snapped.

The girl drew her sword, its gleaming blade casting a play of light and shadow around them.

"Prepare yourself," she warned icily.

With a burst of speed, she lunged towards Victor.

Victor retrieved Durandal from his spatial ring, the sword's radiant edge shimmering with power.

Clash!

Their swords met in a fierce clash, sparks erupting at the point of impact.

Clank!

The sound of metal striking metal reverberated through the air, heightening the tension.

"You're not half bad," the girl taunted, her voice dripping with condescension.

"That should be my line," Victor replied, unfazed.

Emboldened, Victor launched his own attack.

Clank!

Clank!

Clank!

Their swords weaved a deadly dance, each strike met with a swift and precise counterattack.

Clank!

That one slash knocked the girl slightly off balance.

Sensing an opportunity, Victor activated his newfound Sharp Claw technique. His hand morphed into a lethal set of razor-sharp claws.

He slashed at the girl.

Swish!

The girl narrowly dodged the attack, her eyes narrowing with intrigue. "What kind of power is that?" she questioned.

Victor smirked, "Just a little trick I've picked up."

As their battle intensified, Victor began to incorporate his gravity power.

The girl, struggling against the crushing force, found it increasingly difficult to maintain her footing.

"What is this?!" she exclaimed, frustration evident in her voice.

Her movements became labored, her body seemingly anchored in place.

Seizing the opportunity, Victor lunged at the girl and struck her with a powerful punch.

Bang!

The girl was sent flying several meters, crashing to the ground.

Even as she lay there, the relentless gravitational pressure continued to bore down upon her.

Struggling, she managed to rise, her eyes smoldering with fury as she glared at Victor.

"Is this all the prestigious Emberwing Academy has to offer?" Victor taunted, his voice dripping with contempt.

"You will regret it!" Enraged, the girl roared with renewed vigor, launching a ferocious slash at Victor.

Slash!

Her blade cut through the air, grazing Victor's arm and drawing blood.

"Tch," Victor hissed in pain but quickly retaliated, using his Sharp Claw technique to counter her assault.

Slash!

In a swift, decisive motion, Victor's clawed hand connected with the girl's sword.

Crack!

It shattered into shards. Stunned, she stumbled backward, her once-formidable weapon reduced to a mere hilt.

Victor grinned, striding confidently towards the defeated girl.

But just as he was about to reach her...

Stab!

A five-meter-long blade suddenly materialized from the girl's sword hilt, piercing straight into his chest!

Victor's eyes widened in shock, disbelief flooding his expression.

"What a fool," the girl sneered, "Did you really think I didn't have any special powers of my own?"

Gasping in pain, Victor stumbled backward, blood gushing out of the wound and staining the ground beneath him.

As he struggled to stand, the girl calmly walked towards him, her expression smug and satisfied.

"I must admit, you're stronger than I thought," she remarked, the long blade in her hand glinting menacingly. "But don't think you can defeat me so easily."

With a swift motion, she plunged the blade into the ground, causing it to crack and splinter.

Instantly, dozens of razor-sharp blades sprouted from the ground and flew through the air, surrounding Victor and leaving him with nowhere to run.

Victor gritted his teeth, feeling the cold sweat trickling down his back as he realized the direness of his situation.

"Is this your superpower?" he grunted through the pain.

The girl smirked. "You could say that. I can extract blades from anywhere. And as you can see, I can make them sprout from the ground as well."

With a flick of her wrist, the blades lunged towards Victor from all directions, the sound of slicing air filling his ears, forcing him to dodge and weave.

But with his sharp reflexes and gravity manipulation, he managed to evade the blades with ease, his heart pounding in his chest.

Frustrated, the girl increased the speed and intensity of her attacks, causing the blades to move faster and more erratically.

Victor began to feel the strain, his wounds throbbing and his breathing growing labored.

He knew he couldn't keep this up for much longer. But he refused to give up.

With a fierce growl, he summoned all his strength and unleashed a powerful shockwave of gravity.

Rumble!

The shockwave rippled through the ground, causing the blades to tremble and shatter with a cacophony of metallic clangs.

The girl stumbled backward, momentarily stunned by the sudden display of power.

But before she could recover, Victor lunged towards her, his sharp claws glinting in the dim light.

In a flurry of motion, he sliced through the girl's aura and landed a direct hit on her chest.

Slash!

The girl coughed up blood, her eyes widening in shock and pain.

"You...you really are strong," she gasped, collapsing to the ground with a thud.

Victor stood over her, his expression fierce and unyielding.

"Don't ever underestimate me," he growled, his voice laced with fury.

"And now, you will tell me everything I ask," he added.

With that, Victor employed his gravity power, forcing her to stand up.

The girl glared at Victor with pure hatred; if she was strong enough, she would have murdered him on the spot.

"Just so you know, I won't tell you anything!" She declared fearlessly.

"I know that, which is why I'll use other means," Victor replied.

As he spoke, one of his fingers morphed into a lethal razor-sharp claw.

The girl's eyes flickered with apprehension as she took in the deadly appendage. "What are you going to do?" she inquired warily.

Victor didn't answer. Instead, he swiftly slashed the girl's cheek.

Slash!

Blood seeped from the fresh wound, the coppery scent filling the air as a single gash marred her delicate skin.

The girl's eyes widened in shock, disbelief etched on her face.

"Ahh! What are you doing?!" She exclaimed, her voice a mixture of fear and anger.

Victor smirked, "All girls cherish their beauty, especially their faces, isn't it? If you don't cooperate, I'll make sure your entire face is covered in scratch marks," he threatened, his voice as cold as ice.

"You! How can you be so cruel?" She demanded.

"Cruel? You speak of cruelty after stabbing me in the chest? I could have killed you right away, woman," Victor snarled.

He then extended two of his fingers, both morphing into razor-sharp claws. "Now, are you going to answer all my questions or not?" He demanded.

The girl's fear intensified as she stared at the deadly claws. She could feel the tension in the air, thick and palpable, as if it were a suffocating fog.

"I'll tell you everything," she conceded, her voice trembling.

"Good," Victor nodded, his sinister grin spreading across his face.