For a moment, time seemed to freeze. Our gazes locked as the announcer's voice sounded.
"Let the final match of the tournament begin!"
Both our teams dashed forward. As everyone met with their opponents, the clash of blades began. The sound of metal hitting metal echoed across the courtyard as we glared at each other. Then, almost as if we had read each other's minds, we dashed forwards.
We met at the centre of the sand filled floor of the arena. As our blades clashed, my eyes widened. There was strength and precision in his moves. We both jumped back, almost as if mirroring each other.
I spun my sword around my wrist as I watched him. His lips formed a faint smile for only a moment before he lowered his body and dashed at me. I blocked his horizontal strike with my sword before countering with a wide sweep. He stepped back and let my attack pass by him before attempting a stab.