A loud CLANG echoed across the training field, snapping everyone's attention back to the center. Namsu and Wonjae had clashed weapons with fierce force—Namsu's long staff against Wonjae's dual blades. Sparks flew from the impact, and the crowd erupted in cheers and gasps.
Nayoung's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Go, Namsu! Show him what you've got!" she cheered, jumping up and down.
Wonjae grinned confidently, pushing back against Namsu's staff. "You're not gonna win this time, Namsu," he taunted, his blades scraping against the wooden surface of the staff.
Namsu only smirked, his grip steady. "We'll see," he replied calmly, spinning his staff around with a flourish. The movement sent a gust of wind that made Wonjae step back.
