There was no way forward, Raith couldn't afford to slack one bit - the monk also didn't seem to be getting faster or its punch pulling stronger force. To put it in a way, both of them seemed to have reach a grey line. They had touched their limit.
Although the monk still had skills up it sleeves, so did Raith, a way to counter them. And the monk seems to have come to that understanding. Now, it was headstrong about pulverizing Raith's with his punches. Every blow that Raith somehow managed to dodge was an evident of that - they pulverized the wind and made the air shake with a fearful roar.
Raith dodged and weaved, lunged counter attacks at the slightest of chances he could get. But the monk was faster, swift and brief with its punches.
