The clash did not slow. If anything, it grew more savage.
Wind and shadow exploded every time their weapons met. Each step they took shattered the ground beneath them. Burning trees snapped like twigs, flames scattering into the air as shockwaves rolled through the forest.
Clang!
Clash!
BOOM!
Amon swung his hatchet low while thrusting his sword high. Zerath twisted midair, wind lifting his body unnaturally as both attacks barely missed vital points. His sword spun, carving a spiral of compressed air that tore across Amon's chest.
Blood burst out. Amon grunted but did not stop.
"Hahaha." Amon laughed. He didn't know the reason, but he felt like he was getting stronger the more he fought. He stepped into the pain and slammed his forehead forward.
Crack!
Their heads collided. Zerath staggered back a step, surprised. Amon followed instantly, shadows wrapping around his legs.
[Shadow Clutch]
The darkness grabbed Zerath's ankle.
"Tch!"
