Clang! Clang! Clang!
Ray's metallified fists, coated in Azure Winds, met each of its strikes head on, not letting a single one pass through to land on his body. Sparks and shockwaves exploded with every collision. The room quaked. The white walls and the ceiling cracked. Dust rained down from above.
Both figures moved like blurs. The Ratman Swordsman's tail lashed, forcing Ray to duck low. Next, its blade carved gouges in the floor, barely missing him by inches.
Ray gritted his teeth. His stamina was draining, his arms trembling from the repeated impacts. He knew he couldn't drag this out.
He dodged a wild sword slash by jumping into the air, then brought his fists down like a hammer on its head.
Boom!
The Ratman Swordsman was smashed into the ground, the floor caving under the impact. But even pinned, it screeched and swung upward, its blade slicing across Ray's shoulder and nearly tearing through him. Blood splattered.
"Tch—!" Ray staggered, clutching his wound.
