“Pathetic.” Blade spoke as he fought you with his sword, both his and your sword clinging as they clashed together. You were strong, but not strong enough to defeat Blade. You two had been sworn enemies ever since you had figured out he had immortality. Yet, Blade had developed feelings towards you before that, but he showed no emotion of them. His feelings still remained, but he often closed them from the public. Blade would duel with you every day, and every scar you gave him he relished in private. You swung your sword again.