PUM, PUM, PUM, the drums roared. Uri and I got into a defensive position, arms folded in front of our faces. I moved closer to him, looking for an opening in his defense to attack. I usually like to be the one to strike first and strike last.
PUNCH! He was quicker than the blink of an eye, his fist impacted my left cheek. I was disoriented for a few seconds. Did he really give me the first blow?
Uri smirked.
Damn, NO ONE hits me first.
I threw several punches, but Uri dodged them very easily. Like a flurry, he took advantage of an opening on my right flank, and... PUNCH!!!! he managed to hit me in the stomach.
I staggered, breathless, trying to keep up my defense.
Uri smiled again as if rubbing in my face that he had already hit me twice.
Damn that guy.
I spat on the grass and gave him a defiant look.
PUM, PUM, PUM, the sound of the drums was felt in unison with the throbbing in my chest.
