Clang!
Maliketh blocked Radagon's warhammer with the flat of his sword, but the exploding golden surge pushed him back.
Radagon sprinted two steps to catch up, mercilessly swinging his warhammer at Maliketh's head.
Even with a helmet on, he could never withstand a blow like that.
Maliketh gritted his teeth, steadied himself, and regained his balance, thrusting his sword at Radagon's elbow.
He sought to force Radagon back.
Replacing defense with offense, Maliketh fought to wrest back the rhythm of the battle.
Radagon pulled back his right hand and raised his shield to block.
The sturdy shield was pierced clean through, exposing a length of black sword tip. The black-red flames flickering over it were an alarming sight.
Maliketh roared, gripping his sword with both hands, trying to heave the shield and its bearer into the air together.
Radagon would not let him succeed. He released his left hand, allowing Maliketh to take the shield.
But this left him wide open, his chest and abdomen completely exposed.
Maliketh kicked, releasing [Beast Claw] from his claws.
Five claw-shaped shock waves tore through the ground and struck Radagon square in the chest.
Radagon did not hesitate either. The golden warhammer in his hand smashed into the back of Maliketh's knee.
Both of these mighty warriors of the age fell to the ground in excruciating pain.
Maliketh's leg was definitely broken.
Getting back up to execute his nimble swordplay was hardly possible.
Besides, he had reached his limit and needed treatment.
Blood flowed from his mouth and nose, and he forced down a mouthful of blood in his throat without spitting it out.
The consequences of his incomplete recovery showed themselves. The strenuous exertion had aggravated his lingering condition.
Maliketh could not wait to slowly recover through medicine and time spent nursing his