The air hung heavy with tension as the hunters and mages stood still, eyes fixed on David and Thomas as they faced off against each other.
The clanging of swords and daggers echoed throughout the streets, the battle between the two men intensifying with every passing moment.
David and Thomas engaged in a fierce battle, but it was evident that Thomas was struggling with his short dagger.
He was not as adept at close-quarters fighting as David. On the other hand, David had spent countless hours honing his swordsmanship in preparation for this very moment.
"Y-you David, we can still talk," Thomas said as he deflected another attack of his.
David swiftly ducked and executed a leg sweep that caused Thomas to fall onto the ground with a loud thud.
As he tried to stomp his chest with his foot, Thomas rolled away just in time, barely avoiding the attack.
"Wait, wait…"
