The river flowed steadily through the forest, and sunlight danced across the surface in shifting patterns of gold and silver.
A small clearing opened up beside the riverbank surrounded by trees.
*CLANK*
Noises echoed through the clearing as Rheanne swept her wooden sword in a precise horizontal arc toward Brandon's midsection.
Brandon parried smoothly with his wooden sword, and their blades met with a sharp CRACK of wood on wood.
The impact vibrated up his arm, but he absorbed it easily, using the contact to pivot and counter with a quick thrust toward her shoulder.
Rheanne deflected the thrust with a graceful twist of her wrist, then stepped inside his guard.
She brought her sword up in a tight, rising cut aimed at his chin.
Brandon leaned back just enough for the blade to whistle past his face, then countered with a powerful downward chop.
CRACK- CRACK-
They circled each other on the grassy bank.
CRACK!
