"You're asking for it!"
Nathan Foster fiercely wiped his mouth, spitting out bloody saliva, his expression enraged. He didn't pause, his fist already heading towards Rowdy Brightwill.
In no time, the two were wrestling, starting on the surface and then moving underwater. The ocean was their battlefield, like soldiers adept on land, unbeatable. In the sea, they were invincible warriors; a single soldier would find it difficult to match them.
However, they were cut from the same cloth, trained in the same way.
Rowdy Brightwill was excellent. From the time he joined the Forces until now, he had always been at the top, nailing every training exercise. As for Nathan Foster, he was picked to be an instructor due to being one of the best in their team. Their underwater combat skills were matched, making it hard to determine a winner.
They tacitly agreed to fight without weapons. The push of the water cushioned their blows, not causing much pain, making it a purely physical fight.
