As soon as Lucas stepped into the striking range, he unleashed a fury of spear thrusts at Quinn.
Swoosh, Swoosh, Swoosh—!
Cling, Clang, Cling—!
Sparks flew, and the familiar sound of metal clashing against metal resounded throughout the air as Quinn parried every thrust of Lucas' spear with his daggers.
Right when Lucas thought he had the upper hand against the necromancer, Quinn sidestepped, dodging his spear, and swirled around to perform a spinning kick.
Thwack—!
"Arghhh!"
The kick landed flat across Lucas' side ribs, making him grit his teeth and grunt in pain.
Quinn moved quickly and jumped a few steps back to safety after landing a hit. He was fighting with his guard up all the time, careful of his enemy's every movement.
However, Lucas didn't have the luxury of being careful and taking his time. On his back was Quinn's horde of shadow minions who were about to reach him.
