Alex watched his father fight with the grace of a hammer hitting a nail. He couldn't help but laugh silently at how forceful his father was, trying to go at the fight with direct force.
However, as bad as it looked from the stands, it worked fabulously.
Graham's opponent simply couldn't keep up with his attacks at all.
"The hell is going on?" one of the men beside Alex spoke up. "Did he get stronger again or what?"
"I swear I thought the same," another said. "I've seen that man fight before. He's quite strong. How is Ironbrawn dealing with him so easily?"
"He said he had gotten stronger, but I didn't believe him," the man in the golden robe said. "Shit, maybe he wasn't lying after all."
Alex watched his father's match come to a close. Despite the direct attacks, his opponent failed to stop any of them from hitting him. His father simply overpowered the man, and then the battle came to an end.
