CLANG! TANG! SWOOSH!
TAP— TAP— SWISH!
Viktor and Yin continued their battle!
No magic. No special powers.
Just pure, raw skill and strength!
Every swing from Viktor's axes was met with a parry or dodge.
Every slash from Yin's blades was narrowly avoided or deflected!
They weaved and exchanged blows like seasoned fighters.
Viktor's brutal, heavy axe swings forced Yin on the defensive— But Yin's speed and flexibility let him slip out of harm's way like a snake!
CLACK!
Viktor blocked a fast thrust from Yin, sparks flying.
SWOOSH—!
Yin ducked low and spun, trying to slice Viktor's side—
But Viktor twisted his torso just in time, making the attack miss him by a hair's breath!
Neither of them could land a clean hit.
And in moments where they did—
S L A S H—!
It was always a trade!
A shallow cut on the arm for a scratch on the thigh.
A graze on the ribs for a slash across the shoulder!
They both knew it—
To hit the other meant being hit too.
