Lightning tore through the air as Miller's body zipped through it.
Gee, unrelenting, moved like a bull, his greatsword held firmly within his grip, with the blade facing backwards.
Miller closed the gap first, his fist flying towards Gee's head in a burst of orange light.
Gee swung his greatsword in the same moment, deflecting the punch with the flat of the blade.
Miller did not stop. Using the momentum, he drove his foot towards Gee's stomach, this time faster.
The lightning around them flared to life, arcing towards the point of contact.
Gee smirked as the foot passed through him cleanly.
Miller looked at Gee calmly.
He withdrew his foot and ducked in the same motion, avoiding Gee's horizontal cleave.
He drove his fist up in an uppercut aimed at Gee's jaw.
Gee stepped back, the punch exploding through the area his head had occupied just moments ago.
Miller rose, pressing forward with finesse.
