Seizing the momentum, Cyrus initiated a dynamic sequence of strikes. His fists and legs moved with the fluidity of a seasoned martial artist, each blow delivered with pinpoint accuracy. The first assassin, recovering from the missed backfist, found themselves on the receiving end of a barrage of punches and kicks that left them momentarily incapacitated.
As the second assassin sought to intervene, Cyrus seamlessly transitioned his focus. A swift, spinning kick met the oncoming threat, disrupting the coordinated assault. The precision of his strikes became a symphony of controlled chaos, the confined space amplifying the percussive echoes of the confrontation.
