Standing here, I realize you were just like me trying to make history But who's to judge the right from wrong? When our guard is down, I think we'll both agree That violence breeds violence But in the end it has to be this way I've carved my own path You followed your wrath But maybe we're both the same The world has turned, and so many have burned But nobody is to blame Yet, staring across this barren, wasted land I feel new life will be born beneath the blood-stained sand Beneath the blood-stained sand
Damn that's not even easy to continue, both opponents switching up their attack angles and even going for some stabs, changing distance from one another too, at one point I really didn't know how you were maintaining the clash, you were so far away from one another
Literally, I slow down their strikes with my brain and eyes to read each attack to figure out my next move to counter/get a hit while defending at the same time. Me and Delta for that moment were HIM LOL.