"Father! Why... are you... so hard... to hit!" Elena threw punches, knees, and kicks at Mykel, but she couldn't land a single hit on him.
"You're too young, your posture and unnecessary movements made your moves easy to read. Your excessive breathing is slowing you down," Mykel answered with a smirk on his face as he dodged them all.
Elena was so frustrated that she gave up on punching and kicking. She grabbed Mykel's waist and wrapped her arms around his body as she pushed him down. She sat on top of Mykel and started copying his street fight style by throwing punches at him while he was on the ground.
Mykel didn't hesitate to push her down since her legs didn't lock his arms as she sat on top of him. He immediately showed her how it was done and locked her arms as he tried to not sit on top of her chest.
"This is how you do it, Elena," Mykel said.
