Leonel abruptly stopped right in front of the asshole, sliding on the sand, and swinging straight from the left. It was a feint, I saw through it, but the guy didn't. Instead, he reacted by taking a step back, to avoid the strike, just to almost have his helmet taken off his head, by an unexpected thrust with the other side of the weapon.
The ring missed him by millimeters, as he leaned further back. It wasn't the end though. The emergency reaction left him wide open, so it was easy for Leonel to bring the blade up, slashing from below, and striking his leg.
He fucked up a little bit. The combo was too difficult, and the position of the blade was slightly off, so the strike went sideways, striking sparks. Then he had to jump to evade the sword, which the asshole used in the last minute to instead of dodging, hit back.
- He is fucked - I stated.
Since all the members of my family were around me, they all looked at me, expecting an explanation.
- Leonel is more experienced. The other guy almost lost his leg, and the fight barely started. He is fucked - I elaborated.
- But he almost got him just now with that sword - John pointed out.
- Only because Leonel usually uses a sword and shield combination, so he fucked up a little by the end there. He should have taken the other guy's leg. It was close. If he was more familiar with the weapon, he would gave already finished the fight - I told him.
Meanwhile, the angered asshole charged, swinging wide and hard. The strikes had a lot of power in them, but all were simple. Easy to read, so my son blocked everything.
At this moment the fight, at least to me, looked one-sided. But, as I soon found out, I didn't know all the cards in both players' hands.
The guy finished with a loud shout, which made a powerful soundwave leave his mouth, pushing Leonel back. Such a direct hit left more damage though. I noticed, that my son's coordination was all fucked up because of that.
His response, though, was spot on. He activated his skills, and the pupils of his eyes stretched to more cat-like. The iris became brighter, morphing from bronze to gold, and the exposed skin began shining with scales that suddenly appeared all over his body, sparing only his face.
A lot of the people in the crowd looked surprised by the transformation. Some females suddenly got more interested in Leonel too. I caught onto all those gazes glued to his persona.
There was this magnetic charm to his half-dragon transformation. It looked very dignified. Like a noble around peasants.
The asshole tried to strike him during the process, but it was very fast, almost instantaneous, so his strike was blocked with ease by my son, whose strength suddenly grew. He just pushed the pudao forward, intercepting the blade coming his way, then dragged it down, sliding on the edge, trying to cut the enemy hands, by going over the hand guard.
His opponent just retreated by jumping backward.
- Coward - left my mouth.
Tihana snorted hearing that.
The two fighting In the sandpit started down at each other, and then the guy touched his chest, to activate some kind of skill. Enlargement, as we all saw a moment later.
His armor let out this characteristic sound like it was being stretched, but it didn't break or was torn from the inside. It was clearly enchanted in a way to morph itself into the one who was wearing it, so instead, it stretched to fit perfectly as the guy gained over three feet in height. Around a meter for metric users.
His shoulders got wider, as his musculature also increased, making the two-handed sword look kinda funny in his hands. He had a way to fix that. Maybe it was the same ability, or something else, but the weapon also got bigger.
He added a spell to the mix, making the blade burst into flames.
- You are done now! - he announced before letting out a loud battle cry, after which he charged at Leonel.
My son took a deep breath, then released raging flames from his throat, covering a big chunk of the battlefield in raging flames.
We all were able to see the silhouette of the asshole among the raging flames before they got blocked by a barrier that emerged in front of him.
At that point, I was really disappointed that I couldn't see his face. I bet he was pissed. Leonel, on the other hand, kept his composure, even after the unsuccessful fire attack. He immediately turned the pudao in his hands, preparing himself for a regular charge.
The flashy move delayed him enough that he actually lost the opportunity for striking first, and the one who came running at him, was his opponent. They exchanged a few blows, striking sparkles. Clearly measuring one another, after the changes they underwent.
To me, it looked like two dogs cautiously sniffing their buts, so I couldn't help but smile.
At least at first, because then I actually noticed that everything my son did had its purpose, even the spin he did with my pudao, which to others could look just like a showoff. He actually wanted to get attacked, as he was very comfortable in defense.
The exchange reached the point when both sides got quite a good understanding of what the other side could do, so my son actually took a step back, clearly as a way to gain some space before going to the offense. Unfortunately, the asshole had a very good reaction.
He swung hard, forcing Leonel to block, and then let go of the handle whit his left hand, using some ice magic. A shining in-the-sun, crystal lance appeared in his hand, and he thrust with it, putting all his force behind this attack.
There was no way for Leonel to block this one, definitely not at his level with a weapon he wasn't used to, so my eyes got wide as I saw that. The family members around me held their breaths.
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