Chapter 185 Rise or Fall!
Crisga Jamon's Island: Rint Vs Crisga
Struggling to even stand as his body continuously loses blood, shaking as he tries to get in a fighting stance, thinking to himself as his breathing is out of whack, Rint says, God.... handsome damn it. This looks and feels bad right now, who knew this fucker had this much gunergy still in the tank.
Peering at him with his eyes so keen on him like a lioness stalking their prey, Crisga says, why don't you just keel over already. You know and I know your spent, to even try to keep fighting me Rint, so just lie down and die.
Huffing and puffing slowly as his body moves up and down like a panting dog in the hot summer sun, with his eyes trying their best to stay open as he looks at his powered-up foe, responding back with a fatigued but still yearning tone, Rint says, trust me I know the power gap right now is not in my handsome favor at the moment. But I still got an obligation to complete here by still trying my best to beat your ass dead. So, to suffice, rise or fall I'm still going to keep handsomely rolling.
With a vein bulging slightly on his left temple, vanishing like a gust, popping up on point right in front of a still drowsy Rint, Crisga says as he clenches his right fist, fools. Every single one I've faced in my life all share the same quality, shear lunacy.
Motioning his right fist as he rotates his body, Crisga launches a good clean strike to Rint's unprotected jaw and sends him flying off the hilly terrain, as blood leaves his nostrils as he just floats silently in the air with his eyes hazy and Murky, Rint's body descends down like a pebble being dropped in a well down the tall hilltop.
Watching his body just vanish into the jungle below with a composed expression placed on his face, Crisga says, looks like you chose to fall.
End of Chapter 185