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When the sword was about land on him, Sam raised his left hand and caught the blade between his thumb and index finger.

The claws and the sword blade gave a clanking sound of metal, but the clash of the spiritual energy buried the small clanking.

Both of the fighters didn't step back at all. Sam swung his right arm, but the other party blocked it with his sword, but the wind tailing the claw, was so sharp and just like before, it made its way to other party's chest.

This time, the damage isn't much but it is still there.

Soon, both of them exchanged blows, every time, both of them blocked each other's attacks, but the middle-aged man was taking damage.

The damage is slowly accumulating. He started losing blood.

The middle-aged man suddenly stopped and took the blood with his fingers.

"You are better than I thought." Middle-aged man looked at Sam and started drawing something on the sword which seemed like some runic inscriptions.