I recognized the perfect opening in his defense. Stepping in quickly with my left foot, I brought my hands into a straight punch position, targeting his vulnerable chin. With all the force I could muster, I unleashed the punch, aiming to land it squarely on his jaw.
I believed I had him, but before I heard the satisfying sound of my knuckles hitting his face, a surge of alarm rushed through me. Reacting instinctively, I swerved, covering my face. A powerful kick swept upward from below, smashing into my outstretched arms with such force that I staggered backward, almost losing my balance.
"Not good," I muttered to myself, clicking my tongue. I needed to regain my balance quickly, as I was wide open for an attack.
He charged at me, his fists and feet moving incredibly fast and precise.
*KICK!
