Spin kick, low punch, uppercut, roundhouse kick, backflip kick, feint, punch.
Hera Delta attempted all of these in succession, and they were all dodged, blocked and countered by the figure before him.
"Not done!!!"
Running forward with a powerful dash, he prepared a right hooj to the face, and then quickly swithced to jump and an axe kick to the head.
"Give it up."
The male voice was deep, and the person was clouded and covered in darkness, with his face completely shrouded in black, covered by a purple, ethereal cloak.
He had blocked the attack with his arms that also was wrapped around with a purple and black haze.
"Tch, fuck!!!
Jumping backwards, Delta unsheathed his incredible sword that sparkled with golden intensity as he pulled it out, and swung a lighting-fast flash of powerful light that-
-was swatted away by a simple wave of the figure's hand.
".....As expected, shit."
