The Inheritance, Finally!
"Fuck."
The fight was not going toward Arthur, wanted it to be. He had a bleeding nose, some broken ribs, and his attacks weren't working against the tough skin of that old man!
Still, the injuries he possessed were small ones. The natural regeneration of his body came to play, healing all of it in less than fifteen seconds.
"The only fatal attack should come from the ax, which I have to avoid at all costs!"
Arthur would have to take the fight more seriously, but still hid most of his special attacks, as someone was watching his every move by that point.
So, he opted to only use his melee combat, just like he was doing so far, but also to add up some magic to it. The element he had at his disposal was fire and wood.
Out of these two, Arthur felt that fire was better for a one versus one fight, thus the enemy seemed to be some sort of undead as well, so fire would be even better to use against it.