Bouts

Bout IV

Amaris Compton.

Steppenwolf Compton from 'Sixth sense.'

STEPPENWOLF COMPTON

Finally. A worthy adversary has appeared. And although my sixth sense screamed at me to kill myself in hopes of avoiding this beast, my heart couldn't help but begin pumping adrenaline as I got fired up and entered into a stance.

Apparently he's as strong as me? We'll see.

I've been called superhuman due to my natutal talent regarding fights, not to mention my sixth sense which allows me to evade any attack thrown at me.

And yet this boy the same height as me is supposedly an equal? What a joke.

I'm unstoppable.

I lean inwards and rush in; carefully manoeuvring around his range of motion and tracking his every action. A chill ran down my spine but I brushed it off and came to a stop behind him to fell and incapacitate him.

A blur streaks forward; just slow enough for me to fall back and recuperate from the panting. My knees were trembling and cold sweat began forming on my back. Regardless, I smirked with the usual condescending gaze as my opponent strode forwards.

I lunge forward while completely expecting to crush him, but as my spine cried out, three bullets shot through my face.

It reminded me of the time I easily avoided dozens of bullets thanks to my sixth sense.

I guess my innate sense isn't as powerful as I previously thought.

AMARIS COMPTON

I deliver three lightning quick jabs to his face and he falls to his knees. Disappointingly weak after dodging my first attack.

"Hey, you damn monster! These guys are too weak! You can do anything, right? Then bring someone who I can fight on equal terms!"

The creature narrowed its eyes with a curious gaze. And then my position was reset once more and now a new opponent stood at the opposite end of the colosseum.