The hooded stranger had an air of grace about them as they stared at Jackson.
The stranger wore a long dark hooded robe that covered their body except for their hands and feet, their face shrouded underneath the cloth.
"I won't ask again!" Jackson snarled as the hooded figure shook their head, "Hard way it is, then!"
Jackson rushed forward, reaching out for the stranger's left arm as they deftly dodged, spinning to the side.
Jackson grabbed the sleeve of the stranger's cloak, pulling hard as he attempted to drag the other person to the ground.
The stranger spun, using the momentum of the spin to kick him in the chest, knocking him back.
Jackson stumbled backward before rushing forward once more to grab the stranger's left leg, attempting to trip them.
The stranger turned and raised their foot, avoiding his grasp. Jackson reached out and caught the back of their knee, tripping the person.
