Extra Pages: The Author's Odyssey
Chapter 205: Kill [2]

"You're not bad, Lucas. But it's not enough!" Caster exclaimed, a smirk playing on his lips.

The battle between the two continued, the ebb and flow of their movements creating a dance of steel and mana. The air resonated with the clash of blades and the intensity of their conflicting energies.

As the fight raged on, Lucas noticed a subtle change in Caster's approach. There was a method to his movements, a strategy unfolding beneath the surface.

'[mana eyes],' Lucas activated his skill, enhancing his awareness of Caster's techniques. The information flooded his mind, revealing the intricacies of Caster's next moves.

Caster, aware of the growing threat Lucas posed, intensified his attacks. The sabre whirred through the air, creating a tempest of slashes. Lucas, utilizing his enhanced perception, skillfully parried each strike, his focus unbroken.

"You're adapting well, Lucas, but can you keep up?" Caster questioned, his attacks becoming more unpredictable.

Lucas remained silent, his movements precise and controlled. The battle reached a critical juncture, with both combatants locked in a struggle for dominance.

Amidst the clash of blades, Lucas's mind raced. He needed to replace an opening, a vulnerability in Caster's defence. The outcome of this battle would determine not only his fate but the safety of those he held dear.

The opening comes a few seconds later, Amid their intense duel, Lucas's enhanced perception caught a momentary lapse in Caster's defence. A split-second opening revealed itself, and Lucas seized the opportunity with calculated precision.

Lucas executed a rapid thrust towards Caster's side, aiming for a vulnerable spot that he had identified.

Caster, caught off guard by the sudden change in Lucas's strategy, attempted to react, but it was too late. The blade found its mark, piercing through Caster's deferences leaving a shallow but strategic wound.

"Gah!" Caster grunted in pain, staggering back as he clutched his side. The smirk that once adorned his face was replaced by a grimace of discomfort.

Lucas, not wasting a moment, pressed the advantage. He followed up with a series of precise strikes, exploiting the opening he had created. The clash of their weapons echoed through the chamber as Lucas aimed to incapacitate his opponent.

Caster, despite the injury, displayed resilience. He skillfully parried some of Lucas's attacks, demonstrating his determination to continue the fight.

-Crack!

However in the middle of the fight, something cracked, Caster looked at his sabre and a deep frown appeared on his face.

There was a deep long crack on his saber, it wouldn't be long before the saber fully broke.

"Tsk."

Caster threw a sabre at the ground and took out a new one from his dimensional storage ring.

Although it wasn't as strong as his previous sabre, it would make do for now.

Staring at Lucas opposite to him, Caster decided to go all out.

'Let's see what happens when I increase my speed.'

Slashing down, he once again shot explosively forward. This time around, the speed appeared to have instantly become many times higher than what it was earlier as his figure became a blur.

In a second, he had already arrived before Lucas.

Gazing at his cold face, Caster slashed.

However, Lucas was faster than Caster.

Tapping onto the ground with his feet, Lucas shot back and distanced himself from Caster

"No, you don't."

With the saber in his hand, Caster chased after Lucas. Fully knowing just how dangerous and powerful Lucas is right now, Matthew knew that he couldn't give him any time to breathe.

If he gave Lucas time to breathe, he was as good as done for.

WHIIIN! WHIIIN! WHIIIN!

With each passing second, his attacks became more and more vicious. The yellow hue that resonated from his sword thickened enveloping his whole body.

"Haaa!"

Caster roared out loud.

The air crackled with an intensified aura as Caster unleashed a relentless barrage of attacks, his speed and ferocity increasing with every slash. Lucas, maintaining his focus, responded with agile manoeuvres, narrowly evading each strike.

Their battle became a dance of unparalleled swiftness and precision. The clash of their weapons resonated through the chamber, echoing the high-stakes confrontation. Caster, fueled by determination, sought to exploit any opening in Lucas's defence.

Lucas, in turn, relied on his enhanced perception and trained reflexes to stay ahead of Caster's onslaught. The energy in the room surged as the combatants pushed their limits, the outcome hanging in the balance.

Caster's eyes gleamed with a mixture of frustration and determination. He recognized that the battle had reached a critical point, and every move counted. In a daring move, Caster infused his attacks with elemental energy, creating an explosive combination of speed and power.

-Swoosh!

-Boom!

-Clank!, -Clank!, -Clank!

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The resounding clashes between their weapons echoed, creating a symphony of battle that reverberated through the abandoned factory. Each slash, parry, and dodge was executed with the precision of a seasoned warrior.

Despite the intense struggle, Lucas remained focused. He had honed his skills through rigorous training, and now, facing a formidable opponent, he drew upon that training to navigate the storm of Caster's attacks.

The clash reached its peak as both combatants poured everything into the confrontation. The dimly lit chamber bore witness to the clash of two warriors, each driven by their motivations and responsibilities.

Amid the heated battle, a realization dawned on Lucas. To defeat Caster, he needed not only skill and speed but also strategic thinking. With a swift change in tactics, Lucas aimed not only to counter Caster's attacks but to anticipate and redirect them.

As Caster unleashed another rapid onslaught, Lucas strategically guided the flow of the battle. With a calculated sidestep and a precisely timed parry, he disrupted Caster's rhythm. The clash of their weapons echoed one last time, and in that crucial moment, Lucas seized the opening.

-Swoosh!

-Clank!, -Clank!, -Clank!

His blade met Caster's with a forceful redirect, sending Caster off balance. In that split second, Lucas capitalized on the vulnerability, delivering a swift and decisive strike.

"Heuk!"

The blade connected, and Caster staggered back, his defences momentarily shattered. The intensity of the battle subsided, leaving a breathless silence in its wake.

Lucas stood poised, his sword ready, as he awaited Caster's next move, knowing that victory hung in the balance.