BAM
Thud
Drakar's body went flying, it tore through a tree and finally—
Drakar finally collapsed on the ground and for the next second, dust swallowed him completely.
Zyrax stood in the center of the ruined ground, breathing hard, yes, after the battle, even he was tired too.
But the best part was that he knew it wasn't over.
Drakar could still go on.
"Stand up, I know you can still fight!"
He spoke excitedly, his breathing flaring even more strongly.
"Don't you dare act in front of me!
If you break, then break after you win!"
Zyrax spoke even louder and finally—
The dust cloud that had formed shifted slightly and Drakar walked out slowly.
The calm on his face had changed. He no longer seemed… patient. He seemed… irritated. Battle was one thing, but hearing Zyrax's voice, even when he was exhausted to this point—
It made him angry, he wanted to shut this little thing up for good.
