The Battle
Ellna's gaze remains unwavering as she calmly locks eyes with Aroan, his words delivered in a firm tone. Her posture remains upright, her imposing height towering above most, yet Aroan's gaze matches hers, unyielding and unbroken.
"Crimes? You seem to be mistaken, for I have committed no such transgressions," she responds slowly, her voice laced with a hint of defiance. "I have nothing to fear, but I find little value in getting carried away with pointless conversations, Aroan," she scoffs dismissively.
Tension hangs thickly in the air, the anticipation of conflict palpable to all witnesses. Kevin's arrow is poised, ready to be released at a moment's notice, while Aroan's sword gleams menacingly, drawn and prepared for battle.
Aroan and Kevin locked eyes, their expressions mirroring disbelief as they found themselves caught in this unexpected confrontation. The weight of the situation bore down on them, evident in their furrowed brows and widened eyes. They had painstakingly gathered a mountain of evidence, each piece a testament to Ellna's denial and deception. Aroan's grip tightened around the hilt of his sword, his knuckles turning white as he prepared to take action. The sun's rays illuminated his determined face, highlighting the determination etched into his features.
With a surge of determination, Aroan lunged forward, his movements swift and purposeful. The clanging of steel reverberated through the air as his blade met Ellna's block with a resounding clash. The intensity of the moment was palpable, each combatant straining against the other. Ellna's muscles tightened as she countered Aroan's attack, her elbow blocking his sword with impeccable skill. In a fluid motion, she followed up with a powerful punch aimed squarely at his jaw. Aroan, undeterred, propelled himself into a graceful leap, soaring high above Ellna's head. As he descended, his sword came crashing down upon her, ablaze with fiery flames.
A pained groan escaped Ellna's lips as the full force of Aroan's strike landed, leaving her momentarily stunned. Meanwhile, Kevin, armed with his trusty marksman bow, sprang into action. He unleashed a volley of invisible arrows, their fiery tips aimed at halting Ellna's escape. The air crackled with tension as the arrows streaked towards their target. However, Ellna displayed remarkable agility, swiftly teleporting and darting away, narrowly evading the fiery onslaught. Yet, the relentless assault took its toll, leaving her wounded and gasping for breath.
Undeterred, Aroan continued his relentless assault, his sword dancing through the air with a flurry of furious sweeps. In a surprising display of prowess, he summoned clones of himself, multiplying the damage inflicted upon Ellna. The crescendo of their combined attacks reached its climax as Aroan concluded the onslaught with a ground-shaking sword spin, sending shockwaves rippling through the air. Overwhelmed, Ellna crumpled to the ground, her body battered and bruised. With great effort, she struggled to get back onto her knees, her form trembling under the weight of the attack. Araon and Kevin closed in, their expressions resolute and stern, their auras crackling with fury.
Despite the pain and blood, Ellna managed a strained chuckle, a hint of amusement coloring her voice. "Eheheh, you warriors are strong," she remarked, defiance lacing her words.
Aroan sighed, his tone firm and unwavering. "Enough, Ellna. It's time to face the consequences of your actions at the academy. We possess the evidence, and we know the truth about who you really are," he stated, his voice leaving no room for negotiation.
Even as the fury and determination of the duo intensified, Ellna maintained her composure, refusing to let any hint of weakness seep through. She felt the weight of the situation pressing upon her, understanding that losing focus could prove disastrous.
A soft laugh escaped Ellna's lips as Aroan's attacks and the clones' combined assault rained down upon her. "Is this truly the pinnacle of your abilities?" she taunted, her voice carrying a note of amusement.
Despite the fatigue coursing through her body and the pain that threatened to overwhelm her, Ellna summoned the strength to rise once more. A flicker of agony crossed her face, quickly replaced by a sly smile. "Well then, I wonder what punishment awaits me," she mused, her voice laced with intrigue.
Aroan's voice cut through the tension, firm and resolute. "You will pay a hefty price, losing your position at the academy. Everyone will learn the truth, and a suitable replacement will take your place. Let us go now," Aroan commanded, his tone softening slightly as he addressed Ellna.
"Hold on, please," Ellna pleaded, her voice laced with manipulation. Aroan turned around, his attention now fully captured. Kevin, too, paused, reloading his arrows. "Aren't you going to handcuff me, strong boy?" Ellna asked, her hands held together in a gesture of surrender. "You're a strong one, capable of beating me down. So, what's the risk in letting me call forth more trouble and harm your friends?" she questioned, her voice carrying a seemingly innocent tone. Aroan couldn't help but feel a sense of skepticism, aware of the evidence he had uncovered. He took a few steps forward, his movements steady, ready to secure the cuffs. "You won't pull off anything funny?" Aroan asked, a hint of hesitation coloring his words.