Immortal City

Chapter 31

Chapter 31
Remnants

Kahit hindi ako lumingon alam ko na lahat sila ay nakatingin sa akin. All pair of eyes are focused on what I am about to do next. This is really unsettling. Why am I the center of attention these days? Though I understand why they are intrigued this time. I would be too if I weren't in my position right now.

"Come on, love," Daimon says with a teasing smile. "I know you can punch better than that."

I automatically frown in response, making him grin even more. "Shut up. What if they hear you?"

"I don't mind."

"I mind!"

This might seem odd to anyone else in the open stadium for P.E. class. They fear Daimon Clyde. To everyone, he's the one who ruthlessly beaten a guy from Immortal City. No one dares to approach him because of that. And now for practice exercise, he's sparring with the girl who allegedly knocked down six guys from Black Rook. Who wouldn't want to see that right?

Hindi ko napansin hanggang sa muli niya akong asarin na kanina pa pala ako nakatitig sa kanya dala ng mga iniisip ko.

"You have to try harder if you plan on landing a decent blow on my face."

Muling kumunot ang noo ko. This time I punch him with more force than before but he still remains unshaken. Kahit na mas malakas na ay alam ko sa sarili ko na hindi ko matatawag 'yon na isang maayos na suntok.

Just how did I manage to beat six guys with these flimsy arms?

"Try again, love."

"Shut. Up."

Itinaas niya ulit ang dalawang kamay niya bilang depensa sa mukha niya na nagsisilbing target ng mga lampa kong suntok. He's still smiling.

"You know I like it when you're irritated right?" nakangisi niyang sabi at mas lalo lang nagsalubong ang mga kilay ko dahilan para bahagya siyang mapatawa.

Ano na kaya ang iniisip ng mga nanonood sa amin ngayon?

Si Daimon Clyde na kinatatakutan nila ay tumatawa sa ka-lampahan ng binu-bully nila. Sa loob ng training facility sa open stadium, lahat kami ay kasalukuyang may kani-kanyang kalaban para sa practice exercise, pero pansin ko na ang iba ay mas piniling panoorin muna kami.

"Punch me."

I do as Daimon Clyde says but he easily blocks my attack with the back of his hand, slamming my forearm aside.

"Again."

I swing again.

He blocks.

"Try harder, love."

I strike.

He blocks.

I try again.

He blocks.

I hit him again.

He blocks. But this time he catches my arm and pulls me closer to him.

"This," he says, holding the space above my elbow with his other hand, "is weak." I'm slowly getting annoyed and he can tell. He lets go of me and smiles. "Try again, love."

I grunt. "I am trying."

Hindi ko alam kung sa kanya ba ako maiinis o sa sarili kong ka-lampahan. Pinagpapawisan na ako sa paulit-ulit na pagsuntok sa kanya pero ni isa ay hindi man lang tumama sa kanya. Sayang, gusto ko sana matamaan kahit isang beses man lang ang kanina pa niyang nakangisi na mukha.