"Bang! Bang!!"
The bronze axe and stone hammer clashed instantly, erupting with a deafening roar, each strike deadly enough. Two warriors raised their weapons high, fighting fiercely, and after only three shocking exchanges, the moment of life and death arrived!
"Dong!"
Tlahtolli knelt on the ground, his face completely pale, his fingers trembling. He could barely hold his weapon, the heavy stone hammer had already broken its wooden handle. His side's cotton armor had a long scratch, the bronze armor plate inside was cut open, revealing slightly grazed skin. If not for his serpent-like agile footsteps and the cloth-covered bronze armor he wore... that last strike would have killed him on the spot.
"Cough, cough!..."
