Rayon followed immediately.
Unlike Damor's heavy and dominating approach, Rayon moved like a shadow slipping through the cracks. His rapier flickered in his hand as he lunged forward, his body leaning low and fast.
The thin blade pierced the air with sharp whistles, aiming straight for Ethan's vital points. His movements were precise and vicious, every thrust calculated to kill with the least effort possible. His eyes were locked on Ethan's chest and throat, searching for a single opening.
The two attacks arrived almost at the same time.
Damor's sword came crashing down from above like a guillotine, while Rayon's rapier shot in from the side like a poisonous fang seeking flesh.
CLANG!
