Caleb had also sprinted towards Silas, one of his hand were in front of his face and was ready to strike Silas.
When they both ca upfront, Silas swung his sword in an horizontal slash, intending to slash the stomach of his in a straight line.
But, right before the blade could make an impact with Caleb's body. He guarded with his both fists and the blade landed onto his gauntlets.
A huge spark erupted when the stone and tal collided with each other, the sparks went into Silas's eyes.
*'Fucking hell... I can't see.'*
Silas didn't had any ti to think, Caleb had already made his way towards him once again.
When Caleb reached near Silas, he started to hit him with the barrage of fists. The fists were fast and the intent to hurt him was mixed into them.
Silas moved his sword on his instinct, barely managed to block most of them. But, few of the hits landed onto his body.
He jumped backwards as he created a little bit of distance between them, he coughed as he kept his hand on his ribcage where he got hit.
"Damn... he isn't even letting take a single breath." He muttered under his breath as he tried to open his eyes but his eyelids didn't listen to him.
Caleb had already closed the distance between them, Silas was lost in his own mind while another barrage of hits ca through.
He got hit several tis, wasn't able to block any of them because of lack of attention.
Caleb through a punch to his gut, it got followed by another jab to his jaw and then ca a cross to his ribs.
He fell onto his knees, cough ca out of his mouth and a little bit of saliva was also mixed into it.
Caleb grabbed him through his hairs and pulled him up and said, voice ca out loud. "I despise nepo bastards like you, you all should just die and leave the spot for the deserving hunters."
His eyes were still closed but, a small smile curled up on his lips as he fists tightened up slightly.
As pain shot through his body, Chiron's training surfaced on its own—not as words, but as instinct. The mont fear should've taken over, his body rembered what survival felt like.
He rembered the form of the senses which he learned, he had now learned the advanced and the final sense.
[Felt the true preasure of soone stronger.]
[On the verge of unconsiousness]
[All of the six senses are now on elite level(temporary)]
Caleb was about to hit him with a punch straight onto his face but, before his fist made a contact with him.
His head moved in the opposite direction of the blow, dodged it completely.
Eyes were still closed, but the only thing which was controlling his body now was his pure instinct.
Caleb's eyes widened slightly, he punched Silas again and kept punching.
His head was moving on the sa speed as the punches of Caleb, dodging them completely.
Caleb got frustrated as a loud roar ca through his mouth. "What the fuck is happening."
His hand moved up in the air as it moved in a delight swung and hit Caleb's head with the sword's hilt.
The grip of Caleb onto his hairs loosened slightly, he fell onto the ground.
Silas got up on his two feet, grip onto his sword's hilt tightened a little and a smirk curled up on his lips. "I finally got a glimpse of it."
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