"Hmm, focus, Cyrus, focus." The voice in my head commented, "Focusing won't help you against this guard. You're inexperienced, and he's at least more experienced than you. You're scared, and he's unwavering."
"Shut up, voice, let me concentrate."
"Hahaha, it seems you're imagining things, boy. I'll kill you and put you out of your misery."
The voice commented sarcastically, "At least he'll put you out of your misery." I replied, "Damn you!"
Then he came rushing at me with his sword, and I dodged him with great difficulty. "Haha, you won't get that luck, little one." "Damn it," I thought. "I have to dodge him, or that bastard will kill me." I thought, "I look around, but nothing comes to mind. I'm inexperienced.
" Then the voice in my head said, "Cyrus, that guard is left-handed, and when he attacks, his sword bends slightly. Wait until his sword bends and the swing is complete. Attack quickly because his left hand is weak."
He attacked me again, brandishing his sword and trying to cut me. I tumbled, and his sword almost severed me. Damn it, I'm going to die at this rate. "I won't listen to just some stupid voice in my head". The voice echoed my words," so I died at his hands. "
"You wicked, sly fox, stop dodging!"
"What, you're going to kill me?"
The guard was angry at my mockery of him.
Then the guard attacked me with his sword and swung it. I tried to dodge, but he was playing games and kicked me. "Ouch! Damn it, my stomach hurts!"
"Ha! See? Now surrender and I'll just cut off your hand."
"Damn it!" The voice stuck in my head. "You have one chance now. He underestimates you and doesn't think you're a big threat. Even if you attack him, he wants to kill you slowly. Take advantage of this weakness and attack him from the right. He won't dodge, so strike his knee from behind and throw him off balance."
"Damn it! Damn it!" I had no choice but to listen to you. Then he swung his sword, and because he underestimated me, he didn't attack hard. Then I dodged his attack, came from behind, and struck the bottom of his knee from behind, and he fell. The voice said,
"Quickly, strike him!" I started punching him. I grabbed his side with my left hand and with my right I hit him repeatedly until I felt he was no longer a threat.
But as soon as I stood up and started walking, he pulled me by the foot to the ground and began punching my face.
"You vile bastard, I'll kill you!" Then he started punching me again and again until I almost lost consciousness, were it not for the voice in my head.
"Hey boy, concentrate! Don't lose consciousness or he'll kill you. Look to your right, the sword isn't far from your hand. Try to reach it."
The guard noticed my attempt and threw me forcefully against the wall.