I snatched my sword from its holder on my waist. I slashed it toward him. I felt confident, with my speed and accuracy how could he evade?

Well it seems that I was rusty because he moved backwards and proceeded to take out his own sword.

Seriously? My attack had been avoided by Luceat the first time, and now him? Maybe I was losing my touch.

We circled each other, glaring at one another. Waiting for the first strike.

And it was broken, he slashed towards me and I blocked his move.

We continued like that, slash after slash. Metal against metal. We parried against each other, and I thought about a strategy. If I continued doing this, my energy would be gone pretty soon.

I did a fake slash with my sword, aiming for his face. He went to block it but I was quick, I side stepped and swung my foot.

With the unexpected move, my foot collided with his stomach. He let out an 'oof' and I took the opportunity to swipe the sword at of his hands.

Once I had both swords in my hands, I pointed them both towards him. I glared at him. While he was still holding his stomach with his hands, trying to null the pain.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? And how did you get here?"

He looked up at me and answered with a smirk, "It's none of your business"

I dashed towards him and pointed my sword at his neck. I glared intensely at him.

"Do I need to repeat myself?"

I dug my blade against his skin a bit harder. He reacted by wincing and raised his arms in surrender.

He smirked, "Easy, sweetheart. I was just playing around"

He reminded me of someone. Who was it?