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The full moon rose in all its beauty between the heavy clouds in the Klento sky, illuminating the camp courtyard completely. 

Below Gorak, a sturdy shadow was cast, and he said to Victor:

"You are very agile. You managed to dodge my first blow." 

"And you are very strong."

"DHAHA! Of course, I'm a Gorak!"

Victor then adjusted the grip of the sword in his hands, feeling the heat flow through his muscles, a sign of the adrenaline flowing like a river through his veins. 

Against Gorak, brute force would do absolutely nothing; Victor would have to use his mind against him.

Soon, Gorak advanced again, this time with more speed, swinging the hammer from side to side in a devastating arc. 

Victor jumped back, feeling the air cut by the force of the hammer, and saw the sparks fly again as the hammer struck the stone floor.