Despite his already bruised body...
Despite taking several wounds in his skin...
Despite realizing his failure...
Miguel fought with all his might.
'I will win!' He fearlessly smiled despite all of the disadvantages he had.
Why?
Miguel's resolve to win went above those stifling emotions that try to distract him.
*Wooosh!*
*Shhhaaa!*
The blade cut through the air...
Miguel dodged the incoming sword and in a single breath, he explodes his mighty fist.
Even though, Miguel knew that he would die as soon as that broadsword of Banuk hit him, Miguel burst fort as he pushed his fist, slightly brushing past the blade into the side of the trajectory of that sword without hesitation...
But like a miracle, Miguel's hook landed!
"Arghh!?"
*Taaaang!!!!*
Both Banuk's scream and the sound of sword clashing sounded at the same time as Miguel staggered.
