A Decisive End
"Keep talking crap you... dog. Come on, I Still have to give you a payback!"
*Bang!*
Another clash has started, Left Arm's hammer has been clashing with Miguel's wavy sword sending sparks everywhere. But still no damage to them.
"Yeah... His strength is too big!"
From the initial clash, Miguel's arm is shivering. Even though now, he is unharmed from that clash, but he is just taking the advantage of using sneak attacks. If Left Arm was able to pounce him with that heavy hammer, then Miguel will certainly die during that initial clash.
"Brat, you are good!"
Left Arm initially wants to scare Miguel, but the wounds from his pierced sides did hurt! And those small cuts are now accumulating, restricting his already slow movements.
He did not expect that this brat can also retaliate, even with his little body assisted by his shield.
"You will regret attacking this land!"