Casper prepared himself for the upcoming assault that Alfar would do towards him.
The man indeed made it, charging forward and swiftly closing the distance as if it was nothing.
He followed with a wide, yet quick, swing with his huge claws; Casper leaned his body backward, seeing these black knives passing just some millimeters from his body, but just cutting the air. He struggled to maintain his balance and then counter-attacked before his enemy did, hitting him hard in the jaw with a kick.
The Dark elf retrieved some steps, but he didn't seem too much harmed by the attack and stepped in again.
"Run now, if you want to live, you idiot!" The soldier shouted at Ragnar.
The next attack came so quick that he could not dodge, and just raised his right arm as a shield, blocking it. Alfar's wrist got stopped by Casper's forearm, preventing him to make any harm. However, the soldier was not counting on the strength that the man had.
