AH!
Marcus stumbled backwards, as his feet barely kept its hold on to the ground. Julian's relentless assault drove him further and further from the crystal.
Each of Julian's strikes came within a hair's breadth of connecting. Even the displaced air itself seemed to cut Marcus's skin.
As Julian's sheer speed and power of attacks left Marcus staggering, his mind struggling to process what his eyes were seeing.
He couldn't understand it at all, how Julian, after 8 full rounds of combat, had seemingly changed over the course of one round.
Julian's fighting style was simple and predictable, which made it easier for Marcus to score without facing direct attacks from Julian himself. Marcus understood that he wouldn't win in a normal confrontation, given Julian's abnormal strength.
But now that he was utilizing his strength to the fullest, Marcus realized the vast gap between him and Julian.
