The trial by combat begins.
It's essentially akin to customary law. Even without an arbiter from the Seven Gods Church, as long as both sides nod to signal the trial's start, they can draw swords and slash at each other!
Sando Clegane, most people who know him would give this evaluation.
Cold, ruthless, violent, yet loyal.
His combat style mirrors his personality.
The heavy longsword slashes with a mournful whoosh.
The massive figure dressed in all-black armor moving is like an iron canister!
Lann could tell; he was accustomed to using his natural physical advantages to suppress his opponents.
It's a warrior's correct choice.
"Clang!"
A loud clash of steel, with sparks flying from the friction!
This was their second clash of swords.
Lann slightly widened his eyes in surprise at Sando Clegane's rare strength.
His hand grasping the sword was tense, using the opponent's strength to push himself back.
Lann stepped back with one foot during their first confrontation.
