Zechary launches himself, with each stride in his thrust and in his slash. His opponent, Międzyboży, doesn’t budge at all to Zechary’s offense. There is an instance where Międzyboży is just playing with the moves of his adversary. Two consecutive upward slash made by Zechary - one from his right and one from his left, where Międzyboży mimics by reiterating the move of his own: one slash with the wooden sword on his right hand then followed by an uppercut with his offhand. Zechary gets caught off guard when Międzyboży did what Zechary had done, though, in a different variant of style. This spectacle makes me think that Międzyboży is really a big of a deal. He’s no fluke. Międzyboży is too dangerous to fight to begin with since I have speculated his course of action countering his opponent.
“Damn?! You really are a cockroach, don’t you think of that, bud?” Międzyboży taunts, and Zechary‘s response is deadpan shrug off his shoulders and a slight display of grimace.
“It doesn’t mean that you score a hit against me, I should surrender. I barely knew the word. Me doing it? Never.“ Zechary croaks after Międzyboży’s provocative rhetoric about him being persistent.
Międzyboży strikes in downward motion where in a nick of time, Zechary parries the attack: “Was the punch on your jaw too soft?” then Zechary scoffs off, while they are struggling during the bladework clashing.
Międzyboży sticks out his tongue, which makes Zechary agitated - breaking the tension between them, following with a kick towards Międzyboży’s wooden sword. Międzyboży swishes through the previous inspiring transpiration, Zechary despite the efforts of Zechary separating themselves. then clips right hand weapon on his left elbow, displaying his forehand outward - encouraging Międzyboży to restart his series of assault while Clyden is willing to play defensive once more. Międzyboży receives the message where with each dash he skips in a zig zag maneuver.
“Here we go again…“ Zechary is expecting something out of this sequence. He holds his stance, planting his feet… in a squat position, ready to brace himself for the impact.
As he awaits for the attack to move, Zechary predicts that Międzyboży is going to incur forward thrust which in reaction… Zechary motions in a dual guard stance with his wooden replica daggers. Little what Zechary has anticipated, Międzyboży is near him (about two shoulder-length in a stretch gesture) - his opponent then swerves his movement to the left as opposed to Clyden’s left guarding position. Międzyboży is a right-handed stooge as for why Zechary positions himself to receive the impact to his left side. Zechary is very wide open. An easy prey to initiate an attack. By sheer luck and strength, in this exchange; both of them have dealt a hit on each other. Zechary kicks Międzyboży to the gut which Międzyboży counters with a backswing sideward slash to Zechary’s right shoulder. Severe.
“Wow, what a showdown!” I can’t help myself to be amazed by these two talented warriors before my eyes, as I keep my thoughts to myself. I want to make an applause, despite not siding with anyone.
Guillermo is tensed up. Jyana looks relaxed as she is enjoying the rendition of the two in a close vantage point - her point-of-view. I perceive this as a win for future *Ahem*,... I would not say future but in lieu of incoming war with the Inglovians. I stay my eyes peeled open where there is something seeping out of it. Tears cascading down my face, witnessing the marvels in every move they deliver and in every instance they succeed. The feelings within me lingers and resonates to the beating of my heart. And at the final moment, I know who will win in this bout. They are far away from each other, from corner to corner, where Zechary and Międzyboży sprint at each other in the median of the arena. In spite of how nimble, fast, agile Zechary is; Międzyboży reigns at the top because of his wit and determination. Zechary stumbles on the ground while Międzyboży continues to dash towards where Zechary was after their last clash in the middle. Międzyboży hoists both of his arms, claiming a triumphant win against Lord Ameniah’s confidante. Międzyboży then screams afterwards. Though he is battered and beaten, he searches for more opponents to par with him until he is willing to put himself out of cold. Międzyboży’s battle lust is insatiable.
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“Why is Zechary groveling his face on the ground… ?”
“Yeah, face first… what was happening… I didn't see that occur.”
“Me too. First thing that I see after blinking my eyes, Zechary - face down.” overhearing the conversation of Jyana and Guillermo, it is intrinsic for them to react this way since they are not too adept when it comes this. The height of the battle is very fast.
“Who is next?!” Międzyboży goads amongst the crowd.
“So, is this the overall strength of the Kehinan army? How languid… I am ashamed for you, serving my life and now that I find out how unrefined the soldiers here are.” he claims, which is true. He provokes the people when no one answers his call of challenge.
“Is this what Kehina can do? Is that it? No wonder why the Caliph-Grand Emperor is attacking this place, Kehinan folks are too emancipated to the ideas of free feminism…” Międzyboży mocks us once again, with no regard to who is watching him, albeit, before my presence - a Kehinan official.
“That is it, he has gone too far…” as I am preparing to reprimand Międzyboży through the test of combat, with all my might I am going to stop his punitive mockery to Kehina and restore the our pride. At least, knock some sense towards the foreigner who is running rampart to my people. Later on, Durgat makes his entrance in a grandiose style - he comes from above, destroying the ceiling and the canopy of the stadium. My people rejoice at the arrival of the orc champion.
“I heard someone who is challenging, *uhm*, another person by the name of Kehina… have I heard that right, eh?” Durgat scoffs, then he turns around - seeing Międzyboży.
“Yo…” Międzyboży responds in a brevity tone.
Durgat smiles, where he switches his club on his left hand as he wants to hand shake with Międzyboży, initiating: “Thanks for helping us and for the cooperation earlier when we fended off the insurgent. I, on behalf of Kehina, truly am…” whereas Durgat approaches Międzyboży to meet him in close proximity and face-to-face.
“Sure, no- -…” Międzyboży replies. In a sudden motion, Durgat hits Międzyboży with the club in his hand, utilizing his left hand - launching Międzyboży to the corner end. Everyone gasps, including myself, to be honest.
“Not!” Durgat spits on the pavement. Referring to his prior sentiment of giving gratitude towards Międzyboży, I suppose.
Where he adds: “Puny insolent human…” and he turns around.
“The threat is gone…” he follows while he is looking at me, in reality, I have nothing to say. Right after that episode, I just nod. A simple nod! To not offend the orc champion.
”Certainly,… thanks…”