Then the onslaught continues. Swords smash into each other proclaiming their thirst for blood. With each forceful strike their voices can be heard. Calling out for death for victory for submission. One need one purpose one hunger.
Muscles ache hearts pound.
Deep within unseen strength urging them to endure to the very bitter end. Just another second to regain footing. The struggle proceeds. A battle of the mind as well as the body no thought merely action. Steel crashing violently into steel.