Pushed onto the front lines, Jasmine couldn't stop herself from trembling, mind in a state of utter panic. 'What do I do? I can't fight this guy! How am I supposed to win this match? I'm doomed! I failed everyone!' Jasmine began blaming herself. Tears blurred her vision, but right before the first tear could fall, Malik appeared before her, his fist inches away from her face.
'I want to run. I want to get away!' Opening her mouth, Jasmine screamed, "Escape!" Instantly Jasmine's body maneuvered to the side, successfully escaping the attack. Wanting to gain some distance from the handsome, but scary stranger, Jasmine leaped back, putting some distance between them.
"Coward," the man remarked as a cat and mouse game issued between the two. Jasmine would run each time Malik tried to attack her. But she soon found herself cornered, paling when Malik announced the name of his next attack.
