"Any obstacle must be eliminated," Kade said as he gripped the hilt of the sword still buried in the wall, ready to rip it free.
But before he could pull it out, Clint suddenly moved. In one swift motion, he slipped from the side, circled behind Kade, and grabbed him by the shoulder. With a grunt, Clint lifted him off the ground. Gritting his teeth, he turned and threw Kade with all the force he could gather.
Clint's throw sent Kade crashing to the ground, a dull thud echoing across the arena. Dust burst up from the impact, but before Clint could step back and gain distance, he felt a sudden force on his arm.
Kade's grip clamped onto him like iron, and with a swift pull, Clint was yanked forward. His body stumbled over Kade's, and in the next moment, their positions switched.
The ground hit Clint's back, the air leaving his lungs in a short gasp, and he felt the coarse dirt against his skin.
