'It is definitely weird...it has been what? a few months? then what's with this feeling of familiarity? as if I've been doing this for years...no decades, there, he's throwing that left hook again, he hasn't even moved his arm but I can feel it, it's most definitely going to be a left hook, just like how I can feel the energy in me, flowing, moving, overcoming, I can....at least it feels like I can see the energy in his body, moving around. But he's doing it all wrong, the energy isn't tranquil... it's rebelling, the energy from different parts of his body are all clashing against each other, it's not peaceful, it's not beautiful, it's not...familiar' The boy thought as he leaned forward to taunt the left hook he expected but he moved back ever so slightly, his eyes slowly following the hook as it reached the end of its trajectory.