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>>58650207>It all happens so fast.>I can see his face much more clearly now.>He's fuming with rage.>I can't hesitate.>Putting my faith in you better not have been a mistake swordsman.>I strike at him with the wind by my blade.>Gallades are strong due to typing, but Flying can burn through their defenses.>I wield Aerial Ace upon my blades.>As I strike, I see him reeling.>He's infuriated now.>It takes an instant.>His foot is on my back.>All the pain comes back in full force.>I reel, but I can't relent.>Using the inertia he provided me, I spin around and slam my blades downward in an overhead strike.>He reacts, raising his arm to steady the blow.>We glare at each other for a second.>Before long he twists his arm downwards as he pushes my blade off his.>He's trying to strike me with the full brunt of his arm.>I refuse.>I draw my arms against it, clashing again.>The next moments are blur.>Blow after blow after blow after blow.>Neither of us can yield.>Neither of us is relenting.>I lose myself in the fight.>I should be frightened.>I should be terrified.>But in this clash... I feel so alive, I cannot describe it.>Strike after strike after strike after strike.>If I let myself tire out, he won't have mercy.>He aimed for my core already.>I'm not here to die.>I cannot allow myself to die here.>So I fight.>Like I have never fought before.>My whole body is burning, screaming at me for rest.>But a will within me refuses to give up the fight. Any rest could be the last.>I can feel as the bends on my back scream out at me in pain, threatening to split apart should I keep going.>I can feel every single kick of his at once.>I can feel as my blade sharpens each time we clash.>I can see his rage at my determination, my refusal to give him his victory.>We're both desperate.>I'm desperate to live.>...>He's desperate for that to not be the case.>It's pure, mutual desperation. 