Ethan was the first to move, his spear flashing like silver lightning.
CLANG!
Gray slid his rapier up and knocked the spear to the side, but the force still rattled his arm. Ethan didn't stop; he spun his weapon and stabbed again.
"First Form, Cloud Seeking Thrust!" Ethan roared.
His body blurred, almost like mist, and the spear disappeared from Gray's sight.
"Shit!" Gray ducked just in time, the spear reappearing right in front of his face.
He kicked low at Ethan's legs, but...
"Predictable!" Ethan jumped high, flipping the spear and slamming it down like a hammer.
BAAM!
The ground shook, a wave of dust kicking up around them. Gray instantly leapt back, his boots sliding on the cracked floor, his eyes calmly analyzing Ethan's next move.
Ethan charged again, his spear stabbing over and over, each strike faster than the last.
CLANG!
Gray parried the blows slowly, his rapier ringing with every hit, but slowly, cuts started appearing on his body.
