“Haaa!” Edgar took out the other sword and slashed it vertically at Russell.
Russell blocked the blade with his forearm. Hard scales formed on his skin. And the blade couldn’t cut through it.
Red energy then enveloped Russell’s whole body as he pushed Edgar’s blade away and headbutted Edgar in the chest. As Edgar got blown back, his foot smashed in Russell’s nose.
Russell got sent packing up and backward more so than his opponent.
Edgar landed on a table, and Russell stomped his feet on the wall, and both of them lunged at each other.
BAM~~!!
They met in a thunderous collision, and the shockwave sent Doce and all the nearby coins and tools flying away.
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