22.8 Sacrifice

*CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!*

My arms flew in a flurry of attacks, my previous plan foregone in favor of going on the defensive. While his right hand didn't have the gauntlet, it was still wearing an armored glove that might just knock me out if I wasn't careful enough. Both of my swords clashed and clanged against his swings and jabs, sparks flying as a battle of speed and strength ensued between us.

"Masterful bladework, Sir Rouge," Renatus complimented just as I blocked his left jab with a swift parry with the Yang. "Dame Maira taught you well."

I paid his compliment no mind as my mind raced with each blow that I managed to deflect. I had previously pegged this guy to be slower than the blonde bvtch. But with each passing blow that I blocked, the other fist seemed to be following closely behind at a speed that... looked like he was fvcking getting faster and more pumped up by the second!

*CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!*