The Unhinged Death
Seeing the place Ghost picked, Death clicked his tongue in interest.
His most careful thoughts were focused on the uneven, open terrain that was filled with a film of slippery ice and snow.
Although most of the open space is leveled, some noticeable parts went up and down like slopes and were perfect locations for tripping an enemy.
Death chuckled, knowing his enemy had put a lot of thought into this space, ensuring that none of that there only be one victor at the end-- Him (Ghost).
Suddenly, the air became cold as both parties quietly circled the open space with eyes that dripped with murderous intent.
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1, 2, 3...
Woosh!
A powerful explosive force echoes from their feet, as the duo plunged forward with all their might.
They were moving as though the floor wasn't slippery at all.
Ting!~
Death was pushed back after their weapons clashed, a look of surprise flashing through his eyes.