Steve's adventure in ReZero

Chapter 2: Slums

A shadow fell on Ton's face, he didn't notice it until it was too late, before he could attempt to defend or dodge, Steve's fist connected directly on his face

With the combined efforts of Steve raw strenght, powerful enough to completely destroy a tree in seconds and the perfomal of a critical hit completely overwhelmed Ton

Wild brown sparkles filled with joy at seeing such a nasty blow being dealt wildly flew around the impact as Ton was sent barreling towards Chin. He entered a wild panic mode, extending his arms in a feeble attempt at catching Ton.

Due to the difference in size and weight, even if Chin had double of his strenght, it wouldn't be enough to hold Ton's massive build. Both slammed on the side brick wall of the alley, both limping around for some seconds with their remaning power before succumbing to their wounds and pain, falling to the ground with a loud thud.

Steve gazed on the trio's unconscious bodies, he quite enjoyed that battle. Steve never really went used hand to hand combat with anything other than pacific animals on his first hours in a world, simply making a wooden sword, even if it was weak, it got the job done and was usually better than primitive punches... But it isn't because hand to hand combat is inferior than swordplay

No...

Its because Steve couldn't do more than simple punches, even being amplied by criticals didn't make them stronger than a swing of a wooden sword, but somehow in this weird new world

Steve could freely move all his limbs around without restrictions and apply different levels of power behind blows

Never in Steve's life has he ever landed a kick before this very day, it just came to him while adrenaline was pumping. His punches were definitetly doing more than a vague "half a heart" to this world's standards, some were stronger than others.

He decided to move his limbs in ways he never could before, sitting on the ground without need for minecarts or boats, laying on it without beds, crawling without trapdoors. He swinged his legs and arms around for some seconds before slowly becoming a half baked dance move

The sensation of doing these moves was unusual and weird as Steve wasn't accustomed to doing anything out of Minecraft's movimental confines.

A grin became a full blown smile when Steve realized that he would be able achieve a greater potential than what he had imagined, Steve's brain started working overtime with creative juices while thinking about all the cool combos he could perform

Creativity was his only boundary on the constructive side of things but now it has expanded to combat abilities.

"This is amazi-" Steve said while trying to hit the griddy but a sudden newcomer caught him off guard, stumbling a little before regaining normal footing

"Thats enough"

Steve immediatly turned his face towards the speaket and saw A beautiful silver-haired half-elf with skin as white as snow and eyes so beautiful as they shined with their purple color through the ally while the lady frowned sternly

Her white and purple robes with intricate designs made Steve notice that this woman was no ordinary person, probably a rich noble. Going on guard, he took a step back

The woman's glare intensified

"Please return back what you stole." she extended her right palm towards Steve, expecting that he would give back what he allegedly stole. He searched everywhere in his mind to see if he took anything recently, but he had nothing to his name

"I stole nothing." Hoping to clear this misunderstanding. Steve bluntly replied, not beating around the bush

But the woman didn't buy it