"Huff… just give up already, you deformed, pathetic excuse for a lamppost."
Twak!
Elian's fist slammed into Ned's jaw; the shock was so great that metallic teeth and splatters of Dominator flew about. Despite the damage, Ned simply reformed his missing molars and sent his fist up to Elian's chin from below.
BANG!
"You first, jerk! By the way, the library called; they said to return your Stone Age diss tracks to where they belong. Like hell, man, even dinosaurs are more updated than the crap you keep saying."
With a sharp crack, Ned's fist caused Elian to wobble. Yet rather than give up, Elian drove his heel to the ground, grabbed Ned by the armpit, and body-slammed him into the pavement. Ned's weight shattered the earth, but quickly rolling to the left, he swept his leg to knock Elian off his feet.
