The commander was a bull, and fighting someone with that much power put a human at a steep disadvantage.
But not Halo.
He'd tolerate the brainless man, let him burn himself out, then strike when he had nothing left.
But even that was already proven challenging.
He avoided most of the commander's strikes. The ones that connected, he deflected with his blades. But even those brief contacts were wearing him down.
He stayed agile, always on his toes. His eyes couldn't miss a single moment, not even a breath.
The man fought like a beast, making moves that shouldn't have been possible. Even when Halo hit his blind spot, he recovered instantly.
Shadow of Death clenched his teeth.
At this rate, he'd be the one breaking down. He needed a hit, even a small one, to start chipping away at him.
He closed in and met the assault head-on. The impact nearly shattered his bones, but he distributed the force and let the momentum throw him back.
