That was hot Arc thought, his vision blurred, his body scorched, he looked up, he could just see the blob of his enemy walking out of the room.
"I always win..." Arc moaned.
With the last of his power, he lifted his saber, and thrust it through the back of his opponents thigh. Struggling to get up, while his enemy kneeled in pain, he managed to stumble over to him and drive his boot into the back of his enemy's head, knocking him unconscious. Arc smiled, and suddenly the enemy was out of the room, gone in a flash. Arc fell to the ground, exhausted, and several soldiers pulled him to the medical ward.