Eldric fought with growing confidence, the entire battle unfolding at his command. His unpredictable movements—each strike launched without warning—kept his opponents constantly off-balance. Yet beneath this seeming randomness lay precise calculation. With every attack, he could anticipate the outcome with startling accuracy.
Take the last blow for example. He'd predicted his punch would force the man backward, though inflicting serious damage? That part had been less certain. Yet reality matched his expectations—the impact sent his foe stumbling, limbs flailing wildly.
This was the critical moment when balance failed. Eldric seized the opportunity, darting forward to deliver another crushing punch toward the reeling figure.
Helpless against momentum, the man could only stagger as the b
