Using Sword In A Fist Fight!

Bang!

The open space reverberated with deafening shockwaves as two figures collided with unrelenting force. Each clash unleashed ripples of power that cracked the ground beneath them and echoed across the barren expanse. The sheer intensity of their battle was a spectacle of destruction; their blows carried the weight to topple city walls or splinter ancient trees like dry twigs.

This was the terrifying might of master-level fighters.

Yet, despite his raw strength and relentless aggression, Harry was losing ground. Each impact sent him skidding backward, his footing slipping on the fractured terrain. His punches and strikes, though powerful, were gradually diminishing in force. The momentum was shifting, against him.