And then, without both of them uttering a word, they both took measured steps towards each other. Their eyes locked in silent understanding.
There was on need for talks, no need for delay, they were here to fight and they would do just that.
Just as they got 10 meters apart from each other, in an instant, Kael's form blurred, and he materialized before Atticus, one of the 8 swords on his waist already in his right hand. A diagonal slash cleaved through the space, aiming for Atticus.
Unfazed, Atticus watched calmly as Kael's attack slowly approached him. Before the attack could reach, with a burst of agility, he deftly sidestepped the attack with speed.
But as if reading his mind, before the attack finished its swing, Kael seamlessly redirected the attack into a horizontal slash at Atticus.
Reacting swiftly, with another jolt of speed, Atticus's figure darted two meters to the back, effectively evading the slash.
