Kaizen and Ryeis faced each other in the Valkyria Arena, eyes locked, neither of them willing to risk losing sight of the other for even a second.
The sounds of the crowd's sighs and cheers mingled with the clash of swords as the minutes ticked by.
After a series of quick strikes to test Ryeis' defenses, Kaizen took a more defensive stance for a minute to see if he could withstand Ryeis' attacks. However, Ryeis did not advance, as this change in Kaizen's fighting style seemed to be a trap.
Seeing no other choice, Kaizen advanced with a horizontal strike. The Næġling Falske sliced through the air with a single, low humming sound that seemed shrill at the same time. Ryeis deftly dodged, throwing back his back and then laughing teasingly.
"You're fast, Kaizen, but you're still a long way from beating me." He said calmly in the midst of his dodging.
Kaizen smiled, beaming with confidence. "We'll see about that!"