"I can't fight anymore. I surrender." Raising both of his hands, as if pointed by a robber's handgun, Seth conceded his landslide defeat.
Through the entire fight, Seth had always been on the offensive. I only took defensive actions by blocking and parrying his non-stop one-sided blows.
Exerting that level of effort caused great strain on the body. Rendering Seth exhausted, the duel went on until he ultimately depleted all his strength.
"What are you going to do now?" I asked, sheathing my blade. "Are you going to quit?"
Seth smiled then stood himself up from the grass, "Of course not. I cannot give up this early."
"Even though you knew that I didn't exert my full power just now?"
"I may not be able to defeat you this time, but I haven't lost hope yet. If I cannot play decently with you now, I have to forge my blade sharper than it ever has."
