Silence filled the atmosphere, they stared deep into each other's eyes with faces devoid of any expression. Their hair fluttered; danced along with the wind.
After a long pause, Damian opened his mouth.
"You can charge at me if you like."
"..."
However, Alexander did not answer and just stared at him.
"Then I'll go first."
Damian ran and raised his sword at Alexander.
–Bang!
Alexander easily blocked his attack and their swords bound. Damian's lips tugged up.
"Why brother? You always come at me when we spar. Why are you hesitating now?"
"..."
Sparks of metal were created as their blades ground against each other. Alexander twisted his wrist to change the surface of the blade and pushed Damian's weapon away.
"Urg!"
He groaned as he stumbled backward a few times. Alexander dashed and wielded his sword. Seeing the blade approach him, Damian immediately brandished his weapon.
–Bang!