It's been several minutes, but Avery couldn't hit Sebastian. Sweat dripped down her body like a raindrop on a window pane.
Her arms were hurting her right now, but she was confused about what to do. She has tried several times to throw a punch at Sebastian, and he dodged it all skillfully.
At this point, Avery was confused; she thought she was going to die first before learning how to defend herself.
"Are you going to give up now?" A wicked smirk graced Sebastian's lips. His eyebrows were arched up as if he was mocking Avery.
She knew she was, but there was nothing she could do.
"I give up for now," Avery said, wiping the sweat off her neck. She saw the faint smile on Sebastian's face.
While she was sweating like a Christmas cow, Sebastian's body was dry.
