Terry held out his hand and started to summon a fireball. "Do you see the difference in our abilities?!" He said. "This is what a year of S class training will get you!"
Fey sighed. "You know if all that talk and bluster, I thought you might actually have some skill to back it up." She said, "But now I see you are just another weakling."
"What?!" Terry yelled. He then released the fireball at Fey, but she jumped over it with ease. She landed directly in front of Terry. Without losing a single moment she squatted down and then trusted her elbow into Terry's chest right below his ribcage.
All of the air was forcefully pushed out of Terry's lungs from the blow, and he fell to his knees as he gasped for air. Fey stood up over him and looked down on him. He had tears in his eyes as he was gasping for air.
"Pathetic." Fey said. "You good Daxy?" Fey said as she turned to Dax, with an innocent smile on her face.
"You didn't have to do that, you know." Dax said. "But thank you."
