Final Showdown - VII
"The power behind your sword is empty."
"Again with your nonsense? I do what I like to do! And right now, nothing matters to me except killing you!" A nerve popped on Peter's temple, his usual carefree expression long gone. Anger radiated from him like a storm.
Seeing his sword blocked easily, Peter clenched his left fist and hurled it at Kalsie as he retreated his sword. He was determined to find a way to break through Kalsie's defenses.
Kalsie, ever the agile fighter, swiftly reacted. He ducked down, narrowly avoiding Peter's incoming fist, and rolled sideways, distancing himself from the wall that could have pinned him down.
"HAAA!!! Let's see if you can block it again!!!" Peter, believing that their previous encounter had been a mere fluke, launched the same whirlpool attack at Kalsie.
Kalsie didn't flinch or retreat this time.
He calmly raised his sword, its blade gleaming with resolve, and intercepted the incoming attack.