[Remaining Mana: 11%]
The knight was still trying to rise when Revan hit it again.
Its gauntleted fingers had barely found purchase on the cracked stone, one knee lifting from the ground, when the second shockwave slammed into its torso and sent it skidding backward through the fog. Pieces of chest plating scattered across the earth like shrapnel.
The third came before the knight's body stopped moving. A spring-loaded strike aimed at the sword arm that buckled the elbow joint and made the burning blade dip toward the ground.
"Three for three bro, are you kidding me?! Can you just surrender and let me take the win early?!" shouted Revan.
The knight roared and swung from its knees. A desperate, wide-angle slash that forced Revan to duck and roll. He came up inside the knight's guard, too close for swords, too close for anything except what he was about to do.
