Patrick would always seamlessly dodge his attacks while looking as if he wasn't even breaking a sweat despite still bleeding from the wound on his back.
Coll was growing even more tired. Each swing of the hook would cost him a significant effort to swing. Even though he had focused most of his point on strength, he was struggling to lift his own weapon.
'I can't lose...' He internally muttered. "I CAN'T LOSE TO YOU!" Coll roared before using whatever slither of mana he had left in this one attack. He raised his hook high in the sky with both arms before dramatically yelling out his skill.
"[SLASH]!"
The hook closed in on Patrick and reached dangerously close. In a battle of strength, Coll would absolutely trump Patrick ten times over.
However, in a battle of speed—
PSHT...! Drip... Drip... Drip...
—Patrick reigns supreme!
