Gabriel
My blade collided with my opponent’s as we moved in a series of intricate maneuvers. Blood and sweat mixed together on our bodies, our lungs heaving as one of us tried to come out the victor. His blade came down heavy on mine, his weight pushing into our crossed blades, trying to throw me off balance. His efforts only ended up pushing me back a few steps. I came back swinging, landing blow after furious blow. Sparks flying from the force of the blades striking.
A foot to my stomach sent me hurdling backwards, landing hard on my ass. I barely had time to divert the blade aimed at my face, our combined swords striking the ground mere centimeters from my ear. His victorious sneer was infuriating. Curling up into myself, I planted a foot on his ches
