Turning The Tables (3)

Sally, who had already reached the peak of his rage, hustled first, to meet Igbins. While Igbins wielded his spear to meet head-on with Sally.

Clang! Clang! Clang! 

The sword and spear clashed several times with the powerful outburst of the blast, and a cascading parade of sparks, which fizzed out and dissipated In the air. 

Their attacks did not comprise of any special or exotic movement at all. It didn't reflect any masterly skills or practice, it was just a simple swipe and block motion done repeatedly, but with so much power.

After a short while, dominated by the shrill cry of weapons, Sally was finally pushed backward. He staggered slightly but quickly found his footing again.

Then, he tightened his grip on his sword to quieten its reverberation.

"Humph!" 

He sneered before pushing forwards again. Slashing at the body of Igbins.

However, it