The battle began with pure weapon skill.
Rita's dual short swords moved like extensions of her own limbs itself — each strike precise, final, seeking not just to wound but to end momentum.
SHK!
She weaved between her brothers with fluid grace, one blade deflecting Riyan's heavy fist while the other slashed upward in a black arc aimed at Rye's trident mid-thrust.
However, with them all being Unus, battle was something each of them inevitably was perfect at,
As she moved with fluid grace, Riyan met her with raw, unyielding power.
BANGGGG!!!!!!
His fist came down like a falling mountain, the air compressing into a visible shockwave that forced Rita to cross her blades in an X to block.
BANGGGGG!!!!!
The impact sent tremors through her arms, but she twisted at the last moment, redirecting the force and countering with a spinning kick that caught Riyan in the ribs.
"Heh, you've always been a problem with those damned swords."
