And then Beam's sword plunged into the back of its neck. Beam landed the blow with confidence, putting all his force behind it – but even that was not enough to instantly kill it.
Its confusion was replaced by anger, as it let its friend fall from its blood hands and towards the floor. It felt for the wound on the back of its neck, saw its hand return bloody, and then it pointed at Beam and began to stride towards him with fury in every step.
Beam readied himself. He bent his knees and spread his weight evenly beneath his feet, doing his very best to hold his ground and to prepare for the attack that was sure to come. He gripped his sword tightly, looking for any sign of weakness that there was in the Konbreaker's defence.