With that final clash, they both tore backwards, Azaron slamming Ender into the ground as he skidded backwards, while Threshold I landed on all fours as claw trenches were carved into the earth beneath her.
They both rose to their feet, both standing over eight feet tall as they stared into each other's eyes. Injuries filled their bodies, blood dripping to the ground, yet none of them moved.
At this moment, various gashes and claw attacks covered Azaron's body as his clothes had been torn apart by Threshold I's attacks. Even his face had a claw mark running through it, as she had managed to land an attack across his face.
Threshold I was truly who she said she was.
But she wasn't the only one who had landed attacks. Azaron hadn't been here to admire her. Her body was also covered in various slash injuries that had been dealt by Ender, her entire left hand broken as Azaron had shattered it, while her left eye and right ear were also missing.
