" He's fast, quite fast compared to the rest of the aspirants, maybe." Morgan thought.
He smoothly ducked under a punch, then danced around Draco, leaning back to avoid a kick aimed at his head. He jumped over the follow-up kick that was supposed to sweep him off his feet.
Morgan elusively danced around the platform in an unpredictable rhythm to throw Draco off.
His movements fluidly melded into one another.
" But compared to Scott, he's slow, very slow."
Morgan inwardly grinned.
" All that training with Luke and Frederick is paying off. I don't think I'd have lasted more than a few seconds with these monsters."
Morgan leapt back, and Draco darted forward, throwing jabs at his vital spots to incapacitate him and end the fight quickly.
" If I can beat him quickly, then that will make me look even better." Draco smugly gloated.
Morgan stepped forward, closing the distance between them. He calmly analyzed Draco's movements.
