C149 Both Sides Were Injured

The black dagger in Fatty's grip was deftly parried by a hidden sleeve sword.

With a slight arch of his eyebrows and a sound of surprise, Fatty was quick to adapt, shifting his technique in a flash.

In a mere moment, both Fatty and his stalker became nearly indistinguishable, their silhouettes blurring into ghostly afterimages as they relentlessly attempted to strike each other down