The second round soon began, and the ten-match fixtures were immediately drawn. Jake was pitted against a powerful second racket from the southern at. His name was Valeron. Both of them walked up the stage and faced each other.
"Your camp is on a high stride, managing to win so many matches. Sad to say, your stride comes to an end right here." Valeron spoke.
"And just like that, I am confronting another dog from the military camps. Don't your master teach you to stop barking and get your ass up and do some work?" Jake said.
The taunt was successful, and Valeron was agitated from being branded as a dog. He immediately brought out his saber. Unlike a sword, a sabre was a much more versatile group of blades. It was a unique kind of weapon which had its own time for training and arts to train.
Jake didn't have experience in fighting a sabre user before, yet he decided to base his precautions based on the sword users he had faced before.
