Not uttering a word through it all, bad weather, Klaus's opponent was back on his feet again after falling from the phantom fist strike. It was hard to tell if he was hurt or not since he made no sound all through the fight. But his gaze were always fixed on his opponent, Klaus.
"I don't get it. I can't win by just standing here but if I go on the attack, I'm met with no resistance at all. At least that's how it looks until I pull back to discover the hefty price I pay for it," Klaus stood in place holding his fist which had been cut open by bad weather. Although how things had happened remained a mystery to him.
"Booo!!!!"
"Fight already!!! I didn't come here to watch you guys kiss all night!!!!"
The crowd of students were starting to get agitated and for that, they began to taunt the combatants in the octagon.
