Chapter 52: A Murderer?
He lunges toward me— his sword aims to horizontally slash through my ribs. But I leap high, summoning two sigils high in the air and suspending them there. And I land behind him. My legs immediately rush toward his back waist area, hoping to get a front kick.
But.. he blocks it with his sword. He’s facing front but somehow, he managed to block my kick from his back with his sword hilt. And he turns to face me immediately. Then he throws his sword up— and he enters a combat stance, and he starts with a light jab which I parry— pushing it to the side, and I advance closer to him, and I land a punch on his shoulder.
In that small moment, his left fist flies— toward my face, and I side step. Dodging it as I grab his lunged hand— flipping him over my shoulder.
He rolls, and then stops. Then he stands up immediately with a wide smirk on his lips, and he leaps.
I crouch, waiting to counter attack as soon as he lands a punch. But he doesn’t leap toward my direction, and instead he catches the sword that he threw seconds ago!
And as he catches it, he rolls, and stands up again. Then he swings the sword on the air like he’s wiping away dust from it.
Shing!
And then a warm silvery hue of light coats the blade.
The floating sigils that were left suspended in the air on purpose rain down fireballs on him. And he slashes them— advancing toward me.
His sword is raised high in the air. And he swings it from afar. A diagonal arc of silvery hue propels toward me. And I jump over it.
And then I throw a kick on the air with my flame coated legs. A horizontal flame arc of my own propels toward him which he cleaves with his sword, and he gives me a cocky smirk.