The Grand Fight for Survival 1

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A lightning-fast punch went straight for my face. Blood stained my teeth and pain vibrated throughout my bones. My suit was not damaged, but the fact that I was is more of a problem. Anticipating each of his moves, I quickly dodged. A few of his kicks and punches flew past me, and that was enough to let me know what he was capable of.

In a split second, I dropped down on to the floor, and pushed myself up. My fist met with his chin, sending a blast of electricity and blood up into the sky. My left knee followed suit, slamming up into him. Right in that moment, his knee came rushing up at me from below. It striked me right in the balls. I immediately jumped away from him, reeling from the shock. What an underhanded move. He came diving back down on to me, and before I could do anything, he sent a punch right into my face. I crashed into the ground, the asphalt cracking on impact. My head bled from the back and in that moment, I knew I could not continue the fight blindly. In a blink, I flew away from the scene.

This fight, I realized, would be unproductive  if I don't find out what he wants.

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