"Uhh," Nicholas groaned as he was forced down onto one knee. The shield in his hand felt like it weighed a ton after the strike, causing his arm to shake as he struggled to lift his head.
There, he saw Lucius's greatsword being used as a mace, its blunt side denting his shield. Relief washed over him briefly, but it was quickly replaced by a wave of depression. He had lost again.
Silence descended for a moment as they witnessed Nicholas being defeated with a blow. In the distance, Ella and Eva, their faces pale, flinched and exchanged glances before shaking their heads wearily and sighing. They knew it was over, but someone hadn't accepted it.
"Aaaaaaaaa!" Christopher, still in a frenzy, persisted in his attack, seemingly oblivious to the situation, which annoyed Lucius.