In the dark storm, where nothing was clearly visible, a human could be seen swinging his spear wildly. Sometimes he would disappear from one spot, only to appear on the other side, attacking a claw made of sand.
From afar, it might appear that he was randomly swinging his spear. However, only those with keen eyes would notice the pattern in each of his attacks.
His opponent found it hard to believe that someone could pull off such maneuvers; the entire area seemed to be his domain.
He could shift from one place to another at any moment, using the sand to attack from anywhere. Still, his opponent somehow managed to keep up with him.
As the battle continued, it seemed futile, as neither Rishi could land a proper hit, nor could his opponent damage him. However, this stalemate could not last long.
It wasn't because they couldn't keep up with the pace, but because, with each passing moment, the number of Desert Hounds was decreasing.
