"Excellent, Juan! You're finally learning something!"
Juan was silent as he concentrated on the battle in front of him.
His Saber was violently clashing with a large number of stone statues. His brilliant sword tore through them like butter, but for every one destroyed, it seemed like 10 more appeared.
"Aye aye aye... Damien's caster is too much! I'm not gaining a single foot here... Time to switch things up."
Juan started charging towards Damien, a staff in his hands. The staff scraped across the floor and Juan suddenly slid across the floor at incredibly high speeds.
"Heh, nice strategy, but remember who you're fighting." Damien launched forward and met Juan's charge, deflecting his staff with a parry from his own gauntlet. Juan was ready, though. He had studied Damien's fights for years before even joining the academy. Juan dropped to the ground on his back and spun in a maneuver that resembled breakdancing, spinning his staff with him. The staff caught Damien in his leg, but he landed in a somersault, immediately going back on the offensive. Juan vaulted up with his staff, launching himself into a frontflip as he slammed the staff down, it's weight seeming to increasing tenfold. Damien dodged at the last possible second, the staff leaving a small crater in the ground where Damien just stood.
"Finally going for the kill, eh? Excellente, Juan!"
"Anything less and I'd die myself, wouldn't I, Senor?"
The two suddenly stopped and looked at each other, Caster and Saber doing the same.
"Looks like the battles have started... And I'd recognize that sinister prana anywhere, it's the twins. Shall we spectate?"
"Let's go, jefe!"