The clash reignited again like a storm breaking over the forest.
Kale roared and swung his crimson-veined blade while channeling more of his strength he possessed.
His attacks whistled through the air with reckless fury and chopping at branches and biting into bark as Hund parried them aside.
One tree cracked and toppled with a thunderous crash, splinters scattering in the wind.
But Hund still stood steady with his runic sword humming with a calm that contrasted the boy's blazing temper.
CLANG!
CLANG!
CLANG!
…
Steel rang against steel, the echo bouncing between the trees as their movements blurred into flashes of speed.
Kale's feet dug into the soil and kicked up dirt with each furious lunge. His blade weaving in practiced arcs that showed years of noble training.
Hund met them all with a simple smile. His raw power alone deflecting every strike like an unshakable wall.
Sparks leapt around and then with a sudden twist, Hund's blade found its mark.
SRAAAT!
