The arena seemed to fade away as I focused all my energy on the battle unfolding before me.

The clash of steel on steel filled the air, accompanied by grunts of exertion. Each blow landed with a resounding impact, reverberating through my body. I didn’t expect a weapon to come between us. Am I happy? No. I rather have my bare fists land on Hestia’s jaw.

Hestia was quick and agile, her movements fluid and calculated. She attacked with a ferocity that matched my own, and I knew that this fight would push me to my limits. Perhaps our encounter yesterday just fueled her desire further. But I refused to...