Victor's scythe was sure to decapitate Jaffery cleanly while Jaffery's strike was sure to miss its aim. Here, it only remained less than a second to know who will win from their scuffle. It was either that one of them will die or come out injured grievously.
Victor's eyes sparkled with accomplishment and as usual, he was still wearing his sinister smirk which had turned into an evil grin.
Wind fueled by their hate and the determination to kill each other fluttered both their clothes and hairs. Jaffery was still nonchalant and somber despite him jittering.
Meanwhile, all the audience's mouths were down to the floor as they had even forgotten themselves as they awaited to see who will win this fight but when one looked at Malam's eyes, they would only see nonchalance and he was also composed and collected unlike the others, after all, he already knew the outcome of this fight and he was merely reviewing it.
