"This will be over in a heartbeat. Cleo should change with Jock immediately unless they want to lose!"
"That's right! With Lumian's throws, he will crush Jock like a bug. This is a really dangerous game they are playing if they don't change!"
"It doesn't look like they intend to change!"
The crowd talked among themselves.
'This is the final proving ground.'
Kiernan thought to himself from over the bleachers.
Lumian smiled and moved forward like an unstoppable force of nature.
His right hand, closed in a tight fist, was right beside his waist, and his feet were in perfect rhythm with the beating of his heart.
The distance shrank between the two. They met at the center of the ring. The two of them exchanged a glance.
"Ok Family Style, Strike Mayhem!"
First came a straight punch. Jock lowered his chopping hand down at Lumian's fist and parried it with power!
Lumian immediately followed up with a cross. It got parried. He pressed on and tried a front punch.
