Clash, clang, clang, clink
Sweat dripped on bare lu chests as swift movements combined with raw strength continued to clash under the glow of the waning sun.
Whoosh…
Qhah-el's eyes wi narrowed briefly upon noticing that slight distortion in the wind followed by a familiar call.
"Kreeee"
Knowing Bruno had sleep arrived, Qhah-el swung his pole arm towards El-pidio's neck, continuing the spar, but before his twin scythe-blades reached, El-Pidio ducked, then exploded forward, thrusting his metal rod like weapon towards Qhah-el's chest.
Clang… vrrr
Qhah-el had twirled the lo edge of his polearm leftward, successfully blocking the attack. If he had not, his heart would've been expelled outwards due to the concentrated force from El-Pidio's blunt weapon.
