Both of them charged at the same time. Even if his guard was strong, the orc could enhance it by adding some momentum to it. As for Jori, he swung his sword while the tip hit and cut the floor of the arena. it slowed it down a fair bit, but eventually, it left the ground behind when the two of them were facing each other.
Jori swung his sword upward with all his might, and the opponent kept his guard. No one heard the sound of metal crashing, so it felt like Jori missed the hit. However, they stopped in front of each other, and that showed that it couldn't be true…
A sharp, unmistakable sound pierced the air—an ominous creaking followed by a resounding crack. It was the distinct noise of metal yielding to an overwhelming force, the orc's sword beginning to splinter into pieces. The fractured weapon, now rendered useless, tumbled to the ground in a pile of shattered steel.
