"Hu hu hu hu hu"
"Hu hu hu hu hu" Both Frost and Indra glared at one another as they panted and trembled from exhaustion. The two had been battling with all they had for the past hour with neither backing down. No matter how much blood was spilled or how much armour was chipped away they remained standing, refusing to fall in defeat. At this point it was a veritable miracle that either of them were still standing let alone having the strength to swing their weapons with enough force to destroy the stone arena.
"Dammit…. why won't…. you fall?" Indra asked with half opened eyes, his stance faltering and breathing become more laboured with every word spoken. He was so tired he couldn't even think straight but even so he refused to fall down.
