Lucas x Visuke Part 2

He gets up from the ground and stares directly at me.

"Thank you, Lucas. Thank you for fighting seriously. I couldn't bear to fight you if you weren't giving it your all."

He says this and spits blood. The crowd was in complete turmoil, screaming and banging on the metal rails of the stands.

Even without saying anything, he understood that I accepted his thanks.

I can hear his heavy breathing, even amidst all the noise. He raises his katana toward me, and I do the same.

We both understood what we meant, that this fight was reaching its climax.

We ran at each other and exchanged sword strikes. The sound of the katanas clashing, the sweat dripping down my forehead, the adrenaline surging... This is incredible.

I run toward him, and as our swords clash in this great duel, I feel something pierce through my back.

Something extremely thin makes me spit blood. I pull back and fall to my knees. I place my hand near my shoulder and pull it away.