Evelyn's pointed gauntlet spelled out trouble for her opponent.
He racked his brain quickly for a new way to take advantage of the situation.
The crowd's favor had long left him and he didn't even want to see the look on his friends who were watching him.
He clicked his tongue, slowly finding the pain on his face a tad bit bearable.
His eyes swept the arena and he found the craters and damage done from the projectile. He remembered it very vividly.
Against his strength, she had struggled.
Meanwhile Evelyn waited patiently for her opponent to breathe in and out once before getting the next shot.
His hand raised but she moved first, blasting him with an upward wind attack from her gauntlet that sent him off the ground.
She didn't wait for the crowds' reaction before closing the distance.
But an attack came from above, throwing her off balance with a tidal wave heavy enough to knock a small elephant.
