Startled by loud DING sound, I jerked and threw my laptop bag at Eric before turning tail to run away… only to crash into the glowing barrier which existence I’m presently trying to deny with all my mental might to no avail.
SHIT. Turning back only to see my bag and laptop sliced into half with paper fluttering everywhere obscuring Eric’s vision, which was quite likely the only thing which saved me in those precious seconds I wasted trying to run. Seeing that impossible blade slashing the papers out of mid-air, I can’t help but imagine how easily it would slice through me and despaired with flashes of my past running through my mind. Is this how it would all end? NO! There is still so much more I have to accomplish, and most importantly… I AM NOT GOING TO DIE A VIRGIN!
Yes... My life is sad. Even though I'm a healthy 20 year old with a beautiful girlfriend... I'm still a virgin... But now isn't the time to think of such things, I must survive! FOR HOT MONKEY SEX!!
With that thought sustaining me, my brain went into overdrive as adrenaline kicked in and I began thinking of possibilities of beating the guy but that weapon… Wait he seems really arrogant maybe I can…
“WAIT PLEASE, I DON’T KNOW WHAT THIS IS ABOUT BUT YOU DON’T NEED THAT SWORD! PLEASE I’ll DO ANYTHING JUST PUT IT AWAY, ISN’T THIS SUPPOSED TO BE A DUEL? ARE YOU SO AFRAID OF ME THAT YOU NEED A WEAPON?”
Mixing what I hope to the right amount of fear and wavering in my voice to give the impression of false bravado and weakness to Eric, I yelled at him while cowering slightly as he stepped just outside of slashing range.
Eric snarled at me angrily as the blade in his hands dissolved into particles and faded away.
“Hmpf. You dare accuse me of being a coward? I can easily break all your bones with my bare hands! I was going to give you a quick end but since you as-”
Without waiting to hear the rest of his egotistical speech knowing that he is the stronger party, I spat at his face and dashed forward with my hands outstretched…
“YOU DARE!!” Eric screamed in anger as he quickly wiped the spit off with his hands, obscuring his vision for a split second… only to be faced with my thumbs driving straight into his eyes and merciless gouging in.
“UGHHHHHH!!”
Ignoring the disgusting squishy feel under my thumbs, I steeled myself and ripped my hands away effectively popping out his eyes and side-stepped away to his right shoulder as he flailed wildly with one hand covering his lost eyes. Without pausing, I rammed my hand stiffened into a knifehand into the bottom of his trachea, exactly in between his collarbones the weakest portion of the throat and instantly blocked off his windpipe.
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As Eric doubled over choking and gasping for air, with adrenalin and fear fueling my movements I flowed into a downward elbow strike which hit the back of his neck with a dull thump and he collapsed towards the floor while I unleashed a flurry of wild fist strikes into the back of his head as he slumped.
“GUH!”
Gasping for breath from the sudden exertion, I backed away slightly and eyed him impossibly struggling to stand back up. That was the deadliest moves I learnt chained up and he still seemed to be conscious… No choice. I moved over to his body and unleashed a series of targeted stomps hitting the back of knee to stop him from standing and his kidneys to soften him up before viciously stomping his head into the ground.
*CRUNCH* *CRUNCH*
I winced at the sound of his nose and skull grinding into the floor as it bounced between my leather shoes and the hard tiled floor and finally stop before I killed him for real as I noticed his body stopped twitching.
Congratulations! Your opponent is down for the count. You have won the duel!
Official victory requires opponent’s death. Do you wish to continue or grant him mercy?
Note: Granting mercy will reduces your duel rewards.
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