81 Chapter 81: Faus (2/2)
”HALT” Faust roared and Leo stopped moving his weapon.
None of the men had expected their respected clan head to lose the fight so easily.
The crowd of fox-kin were all dead silent causing Leo to put his head down ashamed… he had underestimated his opponent.
Faust at the side furrowed his brows, how could he let their dignity as clan heads be tarnished… he walked toward the weapons rack and pulled out two short wooden swords.
”Would you care to fight once more?” Faust asked curiously.
Caesar nodded his head with a wide smile, how could he let go of such a great chance… He walked opposite of Faust and once again readied his weapon.
”YOU CAN DO IT FAUST!” a younger man bellowed
”DON'T LET THE DIGNITY OF THE FOX-KIN CLAN BE TARNISHED!!” a middle-aged male roared excitedly.
”Faust!”
”Faust!”
The fox-kin that circled them started to shout out words of encouragement and cheer his name… Faust's determination and resolve rose with every cheer, while Caesar's smile only grew wider.
”I won't underestimate you like Leo did, as the first clan leader and future head of the fox-kin clan I will fight you with everything I have” Faust spoke gravely and a dark orange flame coiled around his two swords.
”I expected nothing less” Caesar replied curtly.
Leo, at the side, took the job of refereeing and raised his hand, ”same rules as last time, no lethal blows”
Both Faust and Caesar nodded their heads in consent and got in a battle stance… Caesar's eyes were already emitting a deep crimson as he looked for Faust's weaknesses.
”BEGIN” Leo shouted.
Both Caesar and Faust slowly walked in a circle and looked for their opponents' weaknesses, the crowd of fox-kin all held their breaths and silence enveloped the entire training grounds.
*BOOM*
Caesar was the first to move and blasted off the ground, he rushed sword first at Faust… Faust raised both of his swords and put one above the other in a : formation.
”Dual dragons!” Faust whispered and immediately two columns of dark orange flames shot out of each sword.
Caesar's eyes hastily rotated as he gently jumped in the gap between the flames and spun horizontally in mid-air…
”That's not enough!” Faust roared and another streak of flames came thundering towards Caesar who was still in the middle of the air.
Caesar, who was still composed created a pillar of ice from the ground and kicked off it effectively passing right over the flames.
”A dagger is most effective, when hidden” Caesar whispered quietly as his wooden sword approached Faust's face.
As if time stopped, the fox-kin around them all held their breaths in shock as the top clan leader was about to lose.
”NOOOT YET!” Faust's roared escaped his mouth when Caesar's sword was merely 1 foot away from his neck.