The two fighters went at each other without another word, and the pit stopped being a battle anyone else could follow.
Juna pressed forward with claws trailing gold while the rabbit met her head-on with the same wild grin.
Their missed blows cracked the root walls, and purple dust drifted down like ash with every near miss.
They traded positions across the floor until the rabbit broke the pattern without any warning.
She skidded backward, opened her mouth far wider than any jaw should allow, then built a dense sphere of purple mana in her throat.
The blast tore across the pit before Juna could close the distance.
It screamed rather than hummed, a sound like a kettle left on a cursed stove.
Juna cut it in half with one claw, sending both pieces past her shoulders into the wall behind.
The impact blew chunks from the roots, and the rabbit fired again before the first explosion finished settling.
