You step forward. Strike, strike. Step to the inside. Strike, parry, strike. The movements flow from one to the next.
Keir defends, getting in a counter strike here and there but not being able to build any offensive momentum.
Suddenly the momentum shifts, you aren't really able to comprehend how, but Keir is striking with more speed and agility and then you are on the defensive. Backing up slowly.
Your mind gets lost in the ebb and flow of the duel, and before you know it a crowd has formed, watching the legendary duel.
You hardly notice them. Too focused on yourself, your blade, and your opponent.
You have a wicked approach going, strike after strike, almost as if you wielded two blades rather than just one. Keir trips backwards and falls to the sand. You hover your blade over his neck, ready to skewer him he starts to get up but notices the blade and freezes.