"Hehe…" A chuckle escaped King Michael's mouth as he kept defending against the barrage of the attacks.
King Jonathan's arms moved mesmerizingly as his sword brushed past King Michael's robust body. But, for some reason, none of his attacks were hitting the mark.
Then, he changed his grip and sent a horizontal slash from point-blank range. King Michael reacted by placing his sword in the way of the blade.
Click!
The two swords collided, and both of them seemed to be of equal strength at first glance. King Jonathan rooted his feet to the ground and pushed his sword forth.
King Michael did the same and effortlessly managed to stop King Jonathan's advancement. They locked their eyes, and both of them thought about several follow-up attacks.
Surrounding them was the endless horde of players. They kept dying left and right, but not even one attacked the King-like figures.
