Left, right, left... step by step, I danced around him. Our weapons clashed again and again, the sound sharp and heavy in the air. I had never fought like this before, never pushed my speed to its limit just to leave a single mark on my opponent. Yet his movements kept up with mine, each strike faster, heavier, more precise. His eyes grew colder, sharper. I couldn't afford to lose. I had to help Elira and Beelzebub.
Speaking of them, a quick glance to the side showed the tiny hamster sinking his teeth into a man's neck, his fur bristling with energy. A second later, an arrow whistled toward him. Beelzebub darted aside just in time, the arrow slamming instead into the chest of the man he'd bitten. Blood splattered across the ground.
