CLANK!
The clash between Marta Alilović and John Kingson began. The former was in a calm posture while smirking mockingly at the latter. She doesn’t want to end this one-sided bloodshed quickly. She wanted to teach this elderly man a lesson about the difference between an upyr and a mortal. She wants to humiliate him before slashing him into pieces.
“I don't know why you’re so confident in taking me down in the first place, but I’m afraid that it’s impossible!” Marta swung her adversary’s blade away from her before thrusting her polearm at his opening.
Unexpectedly, John managed to block the polearm the moment it almost reached his chest. He shouldn’t have been able to defend himself quickly after his weapon was deflected, yet he’s able to nonchalantly. His enemy was confused because she swore that her eyes barely kept up with his arm speed.
John scoffed humorously, “I suggest you take this one-sided fight seriously, young lady. You wouldn’t want to get hurt now, do you?”