The King and his general circle each other, a predator-like nimbleness in their movements. Draven is the one to strike first. He removes his feline mask and throws it at Thorne’s face. A dirty and dishonorable move but in a battle anything was allowed. Draven uses this distraction to attack, axe swiping at Thorne’s neck much like how he did with Kaly.
Seeing this and probably remembering what happened to her, Kaly draws back and looks away. Thorne is fast though and uses one of his swords to slice through the mask Draven threw, the other sword he uses to parry the axe aimed at his neck.
The sound of steel against steel resonates across the arena. It was a clean block. The first cheers and gasps come, breaking the eerie silence of the crowd.
Draven doesn’t allow Thorne to recover or rep
