Mason landed a punch on Alisha's face, knocking her a few feet backwards as she winced in pain.
He was fast, too fast she was unable to miss it.
She spat the blood on the floor, cleaning her lips with the back of her hands. Her head was starting to spin with just one punch to the face.
"You should have just ran instead of standing there, acting as if you could beat me up," Mason said, a satisfied grin on his lips when he saw that Alisha was having a hard time composing herself.
Alisha didn't bother responding to his remark. She charged forward, aiming to kick him in the groin but Mason blocked it by grabbing her legs. Alisha twirled her body in an odd angle, kicking him on the head with the other leg.
He stumbled back a bit, and Alisha took the opportunity to grab the bat. Before she could hit him with it, he knocked it right out of her hands, sending it flying somewhere she couldn't see.
