[So far Kratos has limited himself to the blade, with quick thrusts, trusting the stamp of their shoes to loosen the sand. The continuous jabs at Lloyd keeps his anger burning, ensures that his rhythm is fast and efficient.
[But the truth is, he can't keep this up for much longer, even with Raine's magical buffs keeping him upright. His body is only human, and it's already reaching a gasping, aching limit. Even his breath rasps in his chest.]
Long enough.
[It's a grunted response, as Kratos breaks out the dirty moves, blocking with his shield but then kicking at the loose sand under Yuan's feet instead of thrusting with his blade. That's followed quickly as he shifts forward with a roundhouse kick aimed at Yuan's solar plexus -- or chest -- or head, depending on what's there if Yuan destabilises; Kratos' shield pulls back to protect his back, his sword comes cutting in straight after.]
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[But the truth is, he can't keep this up for much longer, even with Raine's magical buffs keeping him upright. His body is only human, and it's already reaching a gasping, aching limit. Even his breath rasps in his chest.]
Long enough.
[It's a grunted response, as Kratos breaks out the dirty moves, blocking with his shield but then kicking at the loose sand under Yuan's feet instead of thrusting with his blade. That's followed quickly as he shifts forward with a roundhouse kick aimed at Yuan's solar plexus -- or chest -- or head, depending on what's there if Yuan destabilises; Kratos' shield pulls back to protect his back, his sword comes cutting in straight after.]