Quickly, I grabbed his arm in a tight lock under my own arm, stopping him from scoring the blow. "Hah! You're not fast enough anymore."
"And you still don't have your guard up." He managed to free his arm and in the next second, I took a blow right to my face, feeling my teeth cut into my lower lip from the impact. I leaped back from him, pressing my hand against my bleeding lip.
"Stop!" I placed a hand up. "Let's take a break now, please"
"We've only just started." He cracked his neck and smiled mercilessly. "You weakling."
"Yes! I know that I'm weak! Fine, you got me there!" I allowed him to belittle me. At this point, my pride didn't matter if I was going to die. I had to take a break and think about how I'll be able to get him a second time. Otherwise, I'll just keep getting beaten up like this. "Please! I really need a break!"
He let his guard down and relaxed. "One minute."
"One?!"
"Thirty seconds."
