𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐀 || 𝐄𝐍𝐇𝐘𝐏𝐄𝐍 || [𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠]

3

I stood in front of the man crackling his bones in an attempt to intimidate me as the crowd hollered his name in the arena. It was mirthful how these men in here looked down on women yet till now but who's to blame? The women here are none less keen to watch me get deprived of light in the ring.

I take a good look around helpless of my habit of studying my environment when my eyes meet with the guy earlier in the ring which I suppose was "Ethan" conversing with Suwon as if they knew each other quite a lot, a friendly one...Maybe.

My eyes shift to Suwon who tells me to not kill my opponent. Well, isn't it what he should've thought about earlier? What is upto? My hunches were lost by the time the ringing sound boards through the arena indicated that the fight had begun.

I look at man all hyped up and excited to knock me out. A sigh leaves my mouth and he notices it.

"Regretting already? We haven't even started yet" he tries to mock which was one of the most uninteresting comments I ever received.

"Are you here to barf? If not then begin with it muscle pig" I retorted uninterested in a conversation with an imbecile like him.

"It'll be worth ruining that pretty face" With that he barges at me striking punches and hitting nothing but air.

"You're too sluggish for that," I remarked. Enough to hurt his man ego? Oops, yeah.

He roars and sprints in an attempt to knee me in the gut but ends up getting smashed into the metal cage instead. The yelling was lowering in terms of enthusiasm for him to coercion. It is always the breaking point of a human, may it be a boon or a doom.

And what's more fragile than that of a mother's heart? A man's ego?

Bullseye!!

My strategy? To humiliate him by pushing him to his edge, there's no vexation that I need on the first day of my business day in Seoul, specifically in the country. The more exhausted he is, the simpler it gets, muscle pigs always lack the brains and dynamism.