Jack Fletcher's defensive stance reads Marcus's aggressive approach perfectly — a 10% tactical edge!

R1: Blood sprays as Jack Fletcher lands a CRITICAL thrust on Marcus!

R1: Marcus whips the trident in a vicious arc toward Jack Fletcher and Jack Fletcher buckles slightly under the impact.

R2: Jack Fletcher drops low and sweeps both edges at Marcus's legs and Marcus grunts as the steel bites deep.

R2: Marcus capitalizes on Jack Fletcher's forward momentum with a thrust splitting skin and sending Jack Fletcher reeling.

R3: The arena shakes — Jack Fletcher CRITICALLY hammers Marcus!

R3: Marcus times the retreat then explodes forward at Jack Fletcher and Jack Fletcher's face contorts with the pain.

R4: Jack Fletcher feints with the left blade and drives the right home at Marcus carving through leather and flesh on Marcus.

R4: Marcus advances with measured steps, then strikes Jack Fletcher and Jack Fletcher feels the warmth of blood soaking through.

R4: Marcus ensnares Jack Fletcher in the net — a perfect opening looms!

R5: Jack Fletcher thrashes free of the net but loses the initiative.

R5: Marcus jabs the three prongs toward Jack Fletcher's chest yet Jack Fletcher plants their feet and endures.

R6: Jack Fletcher closes fast and scissor-strikes Marcus with both blades and Marcus feels their edge slipping away.

R6: Marcus controls the range and picks Jack Fletcher apart from distance and Jack Fletcher's weapon dips as pain lances through them.

R7: Jack Fletcher drops low and sweeps both edges at Marcus's legs and Marcus winces, guard faltering.

R7: Marcus fights to stay upright but gravity wins.

R7: Marcus leaps aside and drives the trident home at Jack Fletcher and Jack Fletcher feels the warmth of blood soaking through.

R8: Jack Fletcher slashes high and low in quick succession at Marcus finding the gap in Marcus's armor perfectly.

R8: Marcus weaves the net as distraction then punctures Jack Fletcher and Jack Fletcher curses, blood flowing freely.

R9: Jack Fletcher whips the blades in crossing arcs at Marcus's flanks and Marcus's face contorts with the pain.

R9: Marcus flicks the trident at Jack Fletcher's exposed shoulder and Jack Fletcher stumbles, vision blurring for a moment.

R9: Marcus times the net throw perfectly, binding Jack Fletcher's weapon arm!

R10: Jack Fletcher thrashes free of the net but loses the initiative.

R10: The crowd erupts as Marcus lands a CRITICAL on Jack Fletcher!

R10: Jack Fletcher slumps forward, armor slick with blood.

R11: Jack Fletcher delivers a textbook crossing slash at Marcus and Marcus stumbles, vision blurring for a moment.