The first strike — clang! — Theon used all his strength in this blow, which was stopped by the sharp claws of a Shadow leopard that moved with blinding speed.
After the first strike was blocked by the beast, he slashed his blade again.
"Cling!"
The metallic clashing sound echoed once more as his blade was stopped by the shadow leopard.
After that, he struck a third time, then a fourth, then a fifth… madly slashing at them as the air filled with sparks and the roars of the demonic beasts.
Theon entered a special state of mind, one strike followed by another, every strike more ferocious compared to the last, every strike grander than the last with more technique and even more force.
Although the speed of the strike didn't seem very fast, its only seemed that way due to its impressive speed and also, every strike was more stable than the last as the successive flashes of blade were becoming more and more fierce.
