Unexpected Turnaround Part Two

The bladed weapon drew a semicircular trajectory in the air, and with a snake-like viciousness, darted forward toward the skull of Golden. The elder's energy felt a void inside of him. After stopping the bleeding, the energy expenditure was too vast and his meridian had dried.

He ducked to the left, avoiding Fell's sword tip in the last moment. A gash opened in his cheek, and before he even had time to curse, he had to avoid dozens of sharp thrusts.

Fell stood on top of the armored Golden. His arm turned soft as his sword flew forward with lightning fast might. As Golden evaded the deadly blow with difficulty, he tried to throw Fell out of his position, but it was to no avail. And the youth's feet seemed to have grown roots over the armored flesh.