Let Him Go!

As the two irons clashed, a loud clang echoed through the air. Their eyes locked in a sharp gaze, filled with expressions of hatred. Not a single word was uttered from their mouths, only the sound of clashing metal filled the room.

The two continued to push each other, stepping back and swiftly attacking again. Dignus gripped his two swords with a burning anger. With each swing of his blades, his attacks were delivered accurately and swiftly. Eran kept evading with agile movements, not wanting to get hit by Duke's strikes.

"Don't evade, face me!" Dignus shouted proudly, displaying his arrogance. However, Eran remained silent, avoiding each attack without saying a word.

As time passed, Eran's range of movement became restricted. Unbeknownst to him, his back was against the wall, cornered by Dignus' pressure. Duke didn't waste the opportunity and swiftly thrust his sword towards Eran's abdomen.