Powerful Fists!

"I suppose I shouldn't leave everything to her," Izroth said as he stepped forward.

A single step forward put Peaceful Chaos on edge as he immediately went on the defensive and took a step back.

Peaceful Chaos retreated instinctively without even realizing his actions until it was already over. His expression darkened as he felt a tinge of shame wash over him.

"This is ridiculous...! My class was made for one on one combat and yet I'm retreating to some combat master?!" Peaceful Chaos thought to himself as he silently grit his teeth.

'It's been a while since I've fought this way.'

Izroth took a simple combative stance as he stood straight with his left arm behind his back and his right arm out with his palm facing him.