Yuric stared at Whack, intending to unsheathe his sword as his right hand held the hilt. He had only unsheathed it halfway when a hilt hit the back of his hand, stopping him from fully unsheathing his sword. The speed and expertise behind the action shocked him for a moment as Yuric lifted his head, staring at the greatsword Whack held.
Whack used its hilt to stop Yuric from fully unsheathing his sword.
"Fine." Not even a second had passed as Yuric's right leg shot forth, arcing as it aimed to hit Whack's head. Unfortunately for him, it didn't land on the target, being stopped by Hack instead. He had only used one hand to stop Yuric's attack.
"Being arrogant always leads to an early demise," Hack cackled as he said, hastily increasing the strength in his hand as his fingers dug into Yuric's leg, drawing out some blood.
