"You're actually really good," Ray said, pushing Silkan back with a grunt.
"Tch, I'm just getting started," Silkan retorted, a fierce glint in his eyes.
"Nope, you're done. You're not the only one who can use magic, y'know." Ray surged forward, his sword crackling with energy.
{Shock}
[Boost]
As their swords clashed once more, arcs of electricity danced from Ray's blade to Silkan's, sending a jolt of energy through his body. Silkan's muscles seized up, his grip faltering.
Seizing the moment, Ray swept Silkan's legs out from under him with a swift kick. Silkan crashed to the ground, gasping as Ray leveled his sword at his throat.
"Do you yield?" Ray asked, his voice steady and commanding.
Silkan, panting and humiliated in front of everyone, had no choice but to nod. "This isn't over. You just got lucky."
Ray smirked, sheathing his sword as he turned back to his friends. "Huhh? How was that?" he asked.
