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Training Scott was infuriating, you honestly don't know how you did it. You both trained together in combat.
You volunteered, not because you are a trained martial artist, but kinda because you wanted to kick his ass.
"When you’re small energy is compressed so you have the force of a two hundred pound man behind a fist a hundredth of an inch wide, you’re like a bullet. You punch too hard, you kill someone, too soft, it’s a love-tap. In other words you have to know how to punch," you explained to Scott.
"I know how to punch", he said being cocky. You doubted it.
"Show me." You held out your hand for him to punch. He did, and it was terrible.
"Terrible," you commented monotone.
"Okay, then you wanna sho-" you cut him off by punching him in the face.
