"You are not worthy to be my Brother Yeager's enemies!"
Nash Macklin roared, throwing punch after punch at Orsen!
Orsen in return counterattacked fiercely, swinging his long spear again and again!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Explosion-like sounds from the impact kept ringing in the ears!
Driven back step by step, Orsen was dominated by the fierce punches of Macklin!
After a dozen punches...
Orsen's defense was broken!
Macklin, unhesitant, landed another fierce punch right onto Orsen's chest.
"Errgh!"
With a painful cry; his strong body was directly propelled back!
While retreating, he spat out mouthfuls of blood, and his battle armor on his chest broke into pieces!
Furthermore, before he could regain balance...
Macklin charged forward again, landing yet another punch!
Thud!
This punch, even fiercer and heavier, landed like a cannonball!
"Ahhhhh....."
