To You, Myself
Strength?
The day had changed afternoon with the yellow sky and the fight was still going on, flashes and twangs filled the sky, their feet dancing on the ground. The blink of an eye clad in consecutive attacks, was broken by Jian's absolute strong defense as Dijara fended off with great agility.
They fought each other fiercely waiting for one another to let their guard down. Jian hit Dijara so he was thrown deep into the air, rushing him up the mountain range found him coughing up blood while having trouble standing up and Jian felt natural that Dijara was having a hard time...