An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

Lycas gripped his broadsword with both hands and roared. The sound cracked through the air like a thunderclap.

He sidestepped sharply and charged straight at Dustin like a raging bull.

The heavy broadsword moved like it weighed nothing in his hands. He swung it with brutal speed. Each arc cut through the air with a sharp, whistling howl, as if it could slice through anything in its path.

The broadsword came crashing down on Dustin with bone-crushing force, like a mountain falling from the sky.

Lycas threw his full weight into the swing. As the sword descended, the force of the strike stirred up dust from the ground. It sent plumes of dirt in every direction.

He knew Dustin was no ordinary opponent. If he wanted a chance to win, he had to make the first move and seize the initiative.

“Nice form,” Dustin said.

As Lycas launched a powerful, aggressive attack, Dustin remained calm and unruffled. With effortless grace, he sidestepped without the slightest rush.

The broadsword whizzed by. It grazed his clothes and sent a rush of wind in its wake.

With a swift flick of his sword, Dustin moved like a snake dodging its prey. As he avoided Lycas’ attack, he thrust his blade toward his opponent’s shoulder.

Lycas reacted instantly. After a quick slash that missed its mark, the strike abruptly changed form and slashed out in a wide horizontal arc.

The broadsword edge glinted in the sunlight. A silver streak whipped through the air as it raced toward Dustin’s waist with blistering speed and bone-crushing force.

Lycas didn’t even try to block Dustin’s strike. Instead, he was going all-in on a brutal trade.

in a minor injury-nothing fatal. But if his blade landed, it would be enough

take the hit. He would definitely

that was

in a wide arc, Dustin instantly abandoned his attack. He

brought it down from above in a whip-like

tricky. Its speed was lightning-fast and was nearly impossible

He raised his broadsword and used the

sharp clang rang out with sparks flying in all directions. It was like the toll of a

force behind the collision made Lycas¹ arm slightly numb. He was taken

on nimble, evasive tactics. But to his surprise, Dustin’s explosive power

swung his broadsword and launched another brutal

was built for power, with each strike coming down heavily and relentlessly. Every swing carried the potential to decide the outcome of the fight. If he found an opening,

Lycas alternated between offense and defense. Their movements were a blur as

even when

whirlwind of steel. It was too fast for most eyes to

fighters made full use of

packed a punch and kept his enemies at a distance. Paired with his bold, sweeping strikes, each blow landed with

quick and agile. It was perfect for

unpredictable footwork, the two worked in

still unclear who would come out on top, the fight had certainly been exciting. It left everyone watching

Lycas began to feel the weight of

Dustin deflected every blow with ease and even countered with precision. At

find a way

breath, Lycas’ eyes hardened with resolve. He knew he’d have no chance of winning