The crow charged at Waldo, fists clenched. "Die! I'll avenge my brother!" He attacked with a fierce and fiery punch. Even with his battle armor, Waldo couldn't take the blow head-on and had to evade and dodge.
Waldo sidestepped and blocked the crow's punch, then countered with a whip kick. Although he hadn't learned much formal martial arts, his physical prowess was impressive.
However, his usual effective "luring kick" failed for the first time, as the crow managed to block it. The crow sneered, "Pathetic!"
The crow continued his assault with a straight kick, and Waldo, although unharmed, was pushed back by the force. Luckily, the battle armor protected him from severe injuries.
Mocking Waldo's armor, the crow said, "Aren't you brave with that iron shell? Do you dare fight without it?"
Waldo smiled faintly and replied, "Why don't you try it on?"
