Now then, Duran's swordsmanship examination.
Mob knights, open your eyes and watch.
Duran had clearly learned from the movements of the knights around him and showed gorgeous sword handling.
Despite his nearly two-meter bulk he lightly turned aside his opponent's sword, released slashes at a power the opponent could still receive on purpose, locked blades, pulled and pushed, moved around the temporary arena, and fought while moving flashily.
Sparks from clashing swords danced in circles.
Duran drew out his opponent's good points. At times he attacked one-sidedly to show the opponent's high defense. At times he took counterattacks, fell into a pinch, and revealed the opponent's offensive power.
In the end he raised his left arm to appeal that he was about to unleash a finishing blow, then with a flash of footwork put his sword to the opponent's neck and won.
Duran shook hands with his opponent and they praised each other.
