Erik's general met the blow head-on, their swords clashing in a blinding flash of light and dark energy. The impact sent a shockwave through the ground, knocking both generals off their feet. They lay there for a moment, gasping for breath, blood pooling around them.
Slowly, painfully, Erik's general forced himself to his feet. His vision blurred, and his body screamed in agony, but he pushed forward. The Beast-like General was also rising, his eyes burning with hatred and desperation. With a roar, Erik's general charged, his sword raised high.
