Chapter 167 Drawing Blood!
Dista: Charmons Kingdom: Ballroom: Vic Vs Mezo
Vic Balmen:
Stunned and in pain as my body has created a human sized divot in the wall, still conscious somehow after taking this freaky cheetah man's crazy ass blow. With blood streaming down in between my face as it flows down to the tip of my nose, I say to myself with my hands still clenching my blades, this battle feels one sided. Especially with me taking on all this damage and this guy not having a scratch yet. Guess that means I need to up my skills and really push my limits.
After giving myself a somewhat, what I would call encouraging words, focusing my kind of hazy gaze at Mezo, mustering the strength as I peel my cut and scraped up body away from the wall, dropping to the floor as I land on my feet, with my pants all torn and my shoes dirty. Rotating both my shoulders back slowly as I crack them to relieve some pressure from them, cracking my neck from side to side in the next motion, opening my yapper to make me feel still in this but to also show Mezo as well that it'll take more to do me in, I say, fear not...that attack hurt like hell but, I'm tougher than you might think cat man. And trust, by the time we even reach a conclusion to this, you'll have used your other blade.
Not responding back as he just looks at me with his lifeless unmoved cat like green eyes, tensing my right leg muscle as I get serious now as I vanish with lightning speed. Appearing on his right side with my face bland and ultra stern, knowing that this man is a major threat. Moving my left arm with the swiftness of a cold gust of piercing air, finally putting a mark on my foe to show this isn't a thrashing on just one person, actually for the first time since engaging with this powerful feline man, his face suddenly expresses a small dot of surprise.
Still in my badass stoic mode, I say with honesty and resolution in my voice, don't get it confused, I can draw blood too.
End of Chapter 167