The three-on-three fight began in earnest as Bolis used his hunk of metal weapon to charge forward toward the still swordsman. The air seemed to vibrate with the sheer force of his movement, his heavy boots pounding against the ground with a dull, ominous rhythm.
"Now!" he shouted, his voice a guttural roar that echoed across the makeshift arena. As his image doubled, two identical figures emerged, their weapons gleaming in the dim light. When faced with two identical enemies coming from either side, Ken couldn't block or parry them both. Instead, he relied on his agility, skillfully dodging one while parrying the other. The clang of metal on metal rang sharply, drawing gasps from the crowd.
