Point-of-View: Ekai Zabel
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"Hey, you're not half-bad...but you're not good enough to beat me!" Exclaimed Dwayne, as he swung his spear up at me.
I evaded it narrowly and slashed at his throat, flames around my claws. He sprang back to dodge it, held his spear by the very end of the handle and swung it at my neck. I jumped back to avoid it, the blade barely missing my neck, a small cut appearing on my skin as it whizzed past me.
About three inches...if he misses within that margin, his spear will still do some damage, depending on the exact distance. He then swung his spear up and across as Siert's water tails shot down towards him, slashing them apart before swiftly getting some distance.
