Chapter 3 - Theoric vs Ulik (1/2)

As night fell Theoric gave a mirthless smile while thinking, 'This bastard literally crushed my men under his feet like ants and he thinks I'll give him a good fight, where did such a strong troll even come from.'

Clenching his sword tighter in his right hand as he felt anger at his enemy and himself for being unable to fight him, this wasn't about who's more skilled or who's the better fighter, this was about strength, strength which he did not have.

Ulik not noticing his nervousness stalked to his intended prey hoping for a good bout.

Theoric seeing him closing in gritted his teeth hard enough for his gums to bleed, raising his sword he grasped it with both hands and let out a battle roar to get rid of his nerves as he charged Ulik intending to at least injure him if nothing else.

Ulik gave an ugly grin as he lept over to engage him.

Theoric rolled under him sending a slash behind which managed to scr.a.p.e Ulik who gave an irritated grunt in response.

Turning back towards each other Ulik sent a heavy-handed punch towards him which he dodged jumping back slashing out at the arm hoping to wound him, but only managing to connect with the metal knuckles that made his sword groan in protest from the immense pressure of connecting with his fist.

The momentum from the clash still managed to send him flying a few feet away even though he managed to dodge far enough that most of the power behind the punch was reduced.

He got up quick enough checking his sword to make sure it was still in one piece, letting out a sigh, whether it was because of relief that his sword was whole or of bitterness that he still had to continue fighting this beast, no one knew.

Ulik gave a snort- ”Is that all you can do?” feeling discontented with him

Theoric didn't bother to answer as he scowled in response, he was going to make this bastard scream in pain even if it was the last thing he ever does.

Ulik smirked- ”Did that make you angry? Good, show me what you can do little gardian.”

Theoric had to be careful though, one wrong step and he would be flattened like a bug.

He swung his sword low aiming for his oversized legs, Ulik responded by coming closer trying to punch him in the face with his left fist, Theoric dodged under continuing his swing giving Ulik another shallow cut.

Ulik growing angry shouted- ”Stay still worm!”

Theoric ignoring his shout stepped in immediately after thrusting his blade at Ulik who reached out to grab it.

Stuck in his hand, Theoric tried to pull it out to no avail which received a laugh from Ulik, ”Hahaha, to think I saved you for last, you're just like the rest, nothing but a bug.” He then proceeded to punch out at the side of the sword breaking it in half.

Theoric didn't wait around for him to gloat about it as he took this chance to rush in with the half of the sword he still had that was still very sharp and pointy from the break.