An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

Atlas’ attack came with fierce momentum as he swung his axes with enough force to shatter stone.

Miles focused intently and chose to advance rather than retreat. He deftly ducked under Atlas’ swinging axes, his hair barely missing their deadly arc.

As Atlas’ axes missed their mark, Miles sword was already in motion.

A sharp clang echoed through the air. While taking advantage of his momentum, Miles’ sword sliced fiercely across Atlas’ chest and abdomen as he skimmed past him.

The blow shredded Atlas’ attire and exposed the padded armor beneath, marked with a faint white streak.

“Hmm?” Miles frowned.

His sword strike had been cunningly angled, executed swiftly and accurately. He had anticipated it would incapacitate Atlas immediately. But to his surprise, Atlas’ padded armor absorbed the critical blow.

“Kid, I hate to admit you’ve got skills,” Atlas remarked. He looked down at his torn clothes with a serious expression.

He added, “If I hadn’t been prepared, you might have had me there. But you only get one sneak attack. From here on out, I’ll crush you with my full strength!”

He had initially underestimated Miles and didn’t take him seriously. However, after Miles’ cunning and precise strike, Atlas was now on high alert.

It became clear to him that Miles, a disciple of the Sword Union, was a formidable opponent. At that instant, Atlas knew he must go all out to ensure victory.

see if you’ve got what it takes!” Miles raised his sword slowly and looked at

his sword skills could triumph without a fatal strike. It just meant he’d have

roared as he charged forward

he swung them relentlessly and unleashed a barrage of ax shadows at Miles. Some shadows were solid strikes fueled by true energy, while others were

a flurry of blade shadows around him. Each

matched Atlas’s ax shadows in intensity without faltering. After a

metal clashing reverberated loudly through the air. In a split second, sparks

heavy-handed and direct. His axes swung with overwhelming force that proved challenging to defend

Miles relied on agility by executing precise, rapid strikes

strengths to their limit to outmatch the other. It was a close and intense duel where neither seemed to gain

held the edge in swordsmanship

Atlas fought cunningly. He relied on his protective gear to embrace a

blows, so he was forced to relinquish

resolve. The winner could

ring while the atmosphere outside

and Atlas, their victories and defeats carried immense weight for the gamblers. The outcome was pivotal for the gamblers’ hopes and

until their faces turned

“Go, Number 12!”

of the crowd. Initially hesitant, their