De Samurai | Enfrentamiento

For a heartbeat, they were locked. Sakai’s strength against Jin’s fluid grace. Sakai pushed, his teeth bared in a snarl of duty. Jin yielded, spinning away like water around a stone.

Jin sheathed his blade with a single, sharp click. He did not look back. He simply walked into the fog, a ghost returning to the shadows, leaving the crimson lord to the earth. If you'd like me to expand this, let me know:

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The world narrowed. The distant thunder of the main battle became a hum. The cry of a lone hawk was the only signal.