Bryan was pushed back, his body crashing into a table as Moore's punch connected with the flat of his sword.
Bryan looked at Moore, his gaze calm as he gripped the hilt of his sword.
A crazed smile was on Moore's face as he looked at Bryan.
Bryan blurred forward, swinging his sword in a wide, overhead horizontal cleave aimed at Moore's neck.
Moore leapt back, then leapt forward in the same instant.
His fist curled tightly, vibrating as aether surged through his veins.
Bryan ducked beneath the hand, letting it pass.
Before Moore's hand pulled back fully, Bryan drove his free hand up, catching it in a bone crushing grip.
But Moore's laughter only increased as he felt the overwhelming strain placed on his bones.
Bryan did not care. Aether coiled through his arm, streaking into Moore's arm in snake-like arcs.
Moore embraced the crushing pain and headbutted Bryan with full force.
Bryan's grip broke. He staggered back a step, blood running from his brow in slow drips.
