Instantly Shaun disappeared from his view, unleashing a series of combos targeting specific areas on Troy's body. Troy could not keep up with the burst of speed with his increase in mass.
WHACK!— He punched the back of Troy's knees. Afterwhich kicking the nape of the neck. Every time Troy sought to counter Shaun's punches, his limbs acted as though they were moving through water.
His transformation had given him added strength, but he had not factored how his speed would have been affected; it was nonexistent. He was no different than a fat man who had challenged a 100m Olympic athlete to a race. He now understood what that smirk meant; he played right into Shaun's hands again.
"There's no way I will lose to the likes of you!" Troy yelled, sensing the shift in the fight. He was unwilling, but Shaun had the momentum, striking him in the weakest areas of his body, crippling him.
