He pushed backwards, breathing hard.
"Heh. Not bad, John," Bran panted. "You've definitely improved. What's it been, two weeks since we went at it like this?"
"Something like that," Johnathan replied. "But don't try and use that as an excuse when I beat you. It takes a lot longer to forget how to fight."
"You? Beat me? In your dreams," Bran said. He instantly went on the offensive, summoning jets of water to attack his opponent. They slammed into the ground surrounding him and, although none actually struck him, they did force out an immediate response from him. Immediately put onto the back foot from one attack, John could do little more than defend himself.
