The Lunar prophecy
The cut was shallow, but Carolina's eyes sparkled with malevolent delight as she watched me bleed.
A surge of adrenaline coursed through me, fueling my anger. I pushed her away, my reflexes saving me from a deeper wound. With a swift kick, I sent her sword flying from her grasp, preventing further damage.
Carolina's smile twisted into a cruel grin. "You're weaker than I thought, Nathaniel," she taunted, her voice dripping with malice. "A scratch and you're already faltering."
My gaze narrowed, my jaw clenched. "You're mistaken," I growled, my voice low and menacing. With a swift motion, I pinned her against the nearby tree, my sword pressed firmly to her throat.
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