Speakers rang once again. "And the match begins."
Both of them rushed towards each other in the blink of an eye, leaving only their afterimages behind.
A smirk curled up on Silas's face as he pulled his sword out of its sheath; his eyes were fixated on Carter.
Carter's face was calm, no movement was there on it. Both of them clashed with each other. Bright sparks of light erupted through their blades.
Carter muttered under his breath. "Don't disappoint me, Mr Veil."
Silas ignored his words as he shifted his body slightly to the left and then used his hip to generate the strength and swung his sword towards Carter.
He studied the trajectory of the sword where it'll land, he moved slightly as he dodged the blade, and in return for it, he kicked Silas on his thigh.
Silas jumped backwards, completely dodging the kick effortlessly. 'Lol, he thinks he can hit me. I love you, Chiron.'
