Fortunately, Yuma was careful not to land a fatal blow on his opponent. He would just beat him up to an unrecognizable state and let him admit defeat.
Yuma decided to divert his attacks to Mika's face after punching the other on his stomach.
The bloodied lips of the young man still held his gentle smile yet his grip on Yuma's hand was hard, crushing the latter's bones.
"Ack!" Yuma grunted as his hands was crushed by this unimaginable strength. He did now realized that his opponent was truly terrifying.
"Not my face but your face."
Instead of the expected fate of the poor Secosana student as he waited for the attack of the smiling Mika which he couldn't avoid as he felt an immense fear that suppressed his movement.
Strangely, he saw a shadow of a demon with two bloody pointed horns that overlapped his opponent.
Or he might be seeing death?
Screeeeeech! Screeeeeech!
