Kylan Turner (1)

Absalom's sword slashed through Kortopi's arm, leaving him armless but immediately another arm materialized through the darkness that loomed at the edge of the cut.

"Oh, shit..." Absalom grunted as he saw Kortopi quickly regain his composure and dash at him again.

Their swords clashed together in another shower of sparks. Despite, the consistent failures, Kortopi was relentless, he kept copying and failing over and over again losing more parts of his body but his endless regeneration thanks to Raith's increased energy gave him ample opportunities to try again.

'...shit, shit, he keeps regenerating...' Absalom panted as he stared at Kortopi who was just recovering from another slash that he embedded in his chest. His eyes then drifted to Raith who was standing three buildings away from them.