It's time to try to join in.
Sitting up, I raced toward the fighting pair and waved my sword at the enemy.
*Blam!*
My blade struck the clothing of the enemy, and the rebound from my strike sent my arm back in the direction it came.
Why is that black thing so strong? It's so hard that my arm feels a little shaky from hitting it. How do I defeat this thing? Stryker is holding his own by never staying in the same place for a more than a second, but that can't be all.
Upon the sensation of feeling my attack, the enemy glanced my way, his black helmet glinting in the flashes of light.
His arm went up, and time seemed to slow down. The familiar blue beam began to glow and shot in my direction.
This time, I had enough time to react and swung my sword to parry it.
"Khhh!"
The impact was strong, too strong for me to handle while I was still off balance, so I was sent fifteen meters into the air.