The moment Yelena struck, the air seemed to crackle. A direct hit landed on Brygo's lower jaw, a vicious uppercut that sounded sickeningly loud, crushing bone and lifting the Harald a few inches off the ground.
Before the pain could even register in his skull, a second, thunderous punch collided with his chest, the impact sinking slightly into his ribs. This propulsion sent him hurtling directly into the cold, unforgiving wall.
It all happened instantly, with the blinding speed of a blink. Blood erupted from Brygo's mouth and nostrils as he collided hard against the wall. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, momentarily losing consciousness from the sheer, catastrophic pain.
Fists clenched hard, Yelena stood tall, slowly approaching the downed Brygo. A terrifying, palpable energy radiated from her with every measured step.
