Conclusion

Ayaan winced when he felt the force coming out of his sabre and his grip loosen, however, he didn't let go of his weapon. The warrior who loses his weapon is first to die. And of course, he definitely wouldn't die first. 

Anyway, the bandit leader wasn't having any less trouble than him. His face turned grimmer and grimmer as he fought with Ayaan. At first he thought he could slaughter Ayaan easily, like tiger slaughter deer. However, after fighting with Ayaan he realised he wasn't a deer but a lion in the hide of deer.

The sweat rolled from both of men's temples profusely. Ayaan looked grim as he tightened his grip over his sabre. The sabre mostly uses power to destroy enemies instead of techniques. That is why Ayaan liked this weapon even more because he loved to fight head on with strength. 

"You are good," compliment the bandit. "Never thought someone like you exists at such an ordinary place."