Three days passed as the challenge issued by the defensive scavenger came up eventually.
"Challenger: Guardian Fzartil. Defender: Guardian Falken."
The two of them stepped forward as they faced each other.
"Take your stances," The arbiter experienced.
Squire Fzartil grinned as he took a closed stance, bringing up his arms before him in a guarding position. Furthermore, he had spread his legs crouching, anchoring him to the spot as the divided weight made it more difficult for him to be mobile, but it also gave his stance a lot more stability.
('He's not going to be easy to move,') Rui narrowed his eyebrows. ('Very well then,')
They had both chosen close-range distance, thus the two of them faced each other up close. Rui adopted a classical boxing stance with both fists lower and pointing at his opponent. Such a stance was aggressive and offensive, and it showed Rui's intentions of fighting to beat him down.
"Begin!"
