Discovered
Moira relentlessly struck him, forcing him into a defensive stance.
Her style was polished and wasted little to no movements, making John wonder how much effort she had invested. She was clearly not an ordinary warrior.
The violent clinging sounds produced by the clashing swords were like daggers piercing the hearts of Henry and Terry.
Even if they wanted to intervene, they wouldn't be able to do a thing, as the battle unfolding before them was just too fierce.
After a few minutes of incessant strikes, John's stamina started to wear thin. He could feel his sharp evading maneuvers becoming more sluggish and sloppy.
It seemed that even a few months of training under Eloise couldn't erase all the time he had been lazying around these last few years.
In comparison, Moira was still as fiery as ever and seized the opportunity to land what she thought would be a decisive blow to his rib cage.