Lunge, lunge, parry, parry, dodge, dodge, COUNTER.
*BAM*
Draven, the Demon Dead Mutant, and Crimson Malice, the Agent for CRAIN, fought furiously and gracefully, neither managing to land serious hits on the other.
The Conjured Shadow was wilder and fiercer in its attacks, often using its long, sharp, sturdy claws and bone-plated tail to attack the masked man. Crimson, on the other hand, was calm and collected, managing his attack style. The man wasn't trying to kill the Conjured Shadow but instead tried to escape at every chance he found.
His opponent wasn't having any of that. Every chance Crimson tried to use was thwarted and discarded, thrown out of the window until another was gotten. The man became infuriated, his patience growing thin.
