Badly beaten and standing absolutely still, Logan was deep in thought. His body was still hurting with lumps over his body just as bad as the first few times he had fought with Vicky. Perhaps his bones were even broken, but he didn't care about any of that. His facial expression told a different story to the situation he was in.
"How did I do that?" Logan asked, turning around.
When looking at Vicky, she had a mark on her right shoulder. And she was holding it. She was in no way badly hurt or had been delivered a fatal wound, but they're certainly were a few marks, showing she had been injured.
"I told you, didn't I? When the human body is in a desperate situation, it can do some crazy things." Vicky replied, she too looked happy, as if she was looking at a successful student of hers. "Although I never thought this would be the result and this quickly."
