As the battle raged on, Nabil found himself locked in a deadly dance with Gram and Lock. Their movements were swift and coordinated, each strike calculated to exploit his weaknesses. Despite the odds stacked against him, Nabil refused to back down, his determination driving him forward.
Lock lunged at Nabil, his dagger aimed for his heart, but Nabil deftly sidestepped the attack, narrowly avoiding a fatal blow. With a swift counterattack, Nabil swung his Warhammer in a wide arc, aiming for Lock's exposed flank. Lock managed to dodge the blow, but not without sustaining a glancing blow that left a deep gash along his side.
Meanwhile, Gram pressed his assault, his twin blades a blur of deadly precision. Nabil parried each strike with his Warhammer, the clash of metal ringing through the air. With each passing moment, Nabil could feel his strength waning, the strain of the battle taking its toll on his injured body.
