-KWANGGG
-KWANGGG
-KWAAAANNNNNGGGGGGG
Our swords clashed.
Striking harder and stronger with each clash.
My sword, against his huge one.
A 150cm long sword, bull-of-a-sword, which was around 30cm wide at the hilt, overall black, but flashing red around the edges.
-Hahahahahaha
And honestly, it felt good.
It felt refreshing.
Laughing like a madman, I lifted my sword again, and swung.
-KWANGGG
-KWANGGGGGG
We exchanged another series of clashes.
Mostly, I attacked and Syrus defended.
I kept attacking him, again and again and again, but I couldn't crack his defense.
He was like an iron-fortress, I kept hitting him, but he blocked each hit calmly with the same face, missing nothing.
