Urs and Rook exchanged blows with each other for around two minutes before Urs backed off and created some distance between them.
He swung his sword experimentally a few times and his lips turned up into a slight smile that was almost imperceptible.
'I'm starting to get a feel for it again now. It's been over five years since I last used this sword, but it's coming back to me now. Retired or not, I should have kept up with at least some training to be prepared for a situation like this.' Urs thought, regretting allowing his skills with his hard light weapon to lapse.
Still, what was done was done, so he could not linger on the past for any longer and brought his entire focus back into the present battle.
Rook was a tough opponent. Probably one of the strongest that he had ever faced.
In his long career, Urs had come up against a number of people that he could count on one hand that could be considered true masters of close combat.
