Head bowed, I step onto the battlefield.
I observe the glint of sunlight refracting off my blade.
Raising my head, I nod, acknowledging the too familiar enemy on the other side of the plain.
We salute…then charge across the field.
Metal rings. Sweat drips. Nothing but two swords dancing, beating out their own music.
A grim smile crosses my face: Victory.
The mirror shatters, my hands are split by the splintering glass.
The battle is over; my enemy is out of sight…for now.