We looked at each other, our eyes glued to each other, knowing what the two outcomes were. I held my wand firm, still keeping my eyes on him, studying his posture.
I fought him before. He's a man of powerful hits, but also a man who is strong on defense. He likes to stay back, disable you, then pounce on you at your weakest point.
He's not gonna make the first move.
"What are you waiting for?" he asked. "It's you who are suffering the most consequences."
Well, that's what he wanted, right? I charged towards him, making the first swing to which he blocked.
Clang, Clash, Clunk!
Our wands collided with each swing before I moved back, trying to process the last sequence of attacks. He was definitely in defensive mode, however, he didn't try to disable me or leave certain parts of my body exposed to any wave of attacks.
He was trying to tire me out.
I scooted back, then charged forward, ready to inflict my next attack.
