POWER: A Tale of Greatness

CHAPTER 6

The decisive fight between the two fighters is still ongoing. Both are forcing themselves to their limits to finish their opponents once and for all. Even if the fight is still rising to its climax, the end of the duel is now in sight.

"Take this!" Frederick dashed forward and threw a powerful punch straight into Thor's face. "What do you think is the prize that you think busybodies like you would get from meddling with my business, huh?" Frederick raised his hands as he asked, shrugging his shoulders. His face smugs annoyingly.

Thor remained silent, his guard secured and tight.

"Nothing, you'll only get yourself hurt, Slowpoke, so you better step back, stay quiet inside, and pray that I will not kill you." He puts his shoulders at ease and turns away from Thor, his footsteps are calm. "This man's better take my offer or he'll be the fifty-third busybody that fell beneath my foot, begging to me to spare his petty little life."

Thor yelled out, "How dare you?! Where is your honor?!" He clenched his fist and bolts of charges flowed over his body. "You call yourself a God? Prove it! Show me, your zeal, your power, the reason why those poor humans fear you, mortal."

"I'll get nothing from you, weakling." Frederick looked over his shoulder, with an evil grin. "Get lost."

"Afraid to lose, how petty, no human can ever challenge my power, huh?"

"This old guy's getting on my nerves!" Frederick massaged his temples. "Okay then, Lord of Zap, I'll make this quick." In a split second, Frederick turned to face Thor, fist prepared to be thrown, but to his surprise, his challenger was gone. "What? No one ever outruns me!"

"I never did!" Thor's fist reached his opponent after he landed back from the air. "I knew you would throw me a counterattack even before you respond, therefore, I made a choice, a compromise."

Frederick blocked Thor's fist with his hands, " I am Godspeed."

"And I am no Zap...!" Thor declared with pride reverberating from his tone. "I am the God of Thunder!"

The two of them exchanged punches with each other but neither of them stopped. Frederick jumped up and landed a kick on Thor's shoulder. It was followed by an elbow swipe that hit Thor's face.

"What's happening? I thought you were way better than that, Lord of Zap?" Frederick chuckled, stepping back with his bouncy pace. "Maybe you should take a quick warmup, your joints are all old and beaten up, rusty and maybe need my fist to loosen your bolts."

Frederick lowered in, below Thor's guard and throws a body blow, pushing Thor to the side, curling in.

"Painful, that's the reality! People's place on the hierarchy should be acknowledged, even right before you experience the bone-breaking pain!" Frederick laughs hardly. "I guess you're smart enough to notice that, aren't you?" He zoomed once more and tucked his elbows back.

Thor wiped his lips and cracked his neck side by side before lowering back to his stance "A warm-up, you say?"

Thor did a feint, pushing Frederick back without making any contact. Before his opponent could step back on his stance, he dashes closer to him, very close that all Frederick does is block and cover his majestic face, totally negating his surprise attack earlier. Thor immediately threw a combination of punches. A powerful right straight jab, followed by a left hook that weakened Frederick's defense, a consecutive body blows that target the weak points of his stance, Frederick undeniably felt Thor's blows seeping through his defenses, obvious by his wobbling knees. A jaw-breaking right uppercut surprised him, destroying all of his defenses, a liver blow broke through causing him to slowly collapse, Frederick tried to find his pace but a powerful one-two combination finish blew their chance to support his body.