Their blades sparked on contact. Marc easily evaded the next attack, focusing on the image at the centre While Barón launched a powerful swing, Marc parried to distance himself. Once more they began to circle one another, searching for a weakness.
Marc was not about to leave an opening, but Fate had her way of intervening. A powerful drumming approached from the town, loud enough to tempt Marc into covering his ears. He watched as his opponent’s face paled at the approaching threat.
A mortar fell from out of the heavens, and buried itself deep into the ground about thirty paces away. Both were transfixed on this unwelcomed addition. It went off, sending both men hurtling through the air. Marc was unconscious before his body slammed into the ground.
Disclaimer: This excerpt from Man of War is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth.
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