"Yaaa!" Mark screamed, letting out bits of his pent up rage and frustration, and holding out his two fists. The wind of Euses greatly boosted his speed, and he closed in on the beastkin faster than he had expected.
He threw a punch, the Yellow Phoenix turned his head slightly to the side, barely missing the blow, bits of his feathers came undone and floated in the wind.
Mark followed with his left hand, but the Yellow Phoenix zoomed back, evading the blow. Mark didn't let him catch his breath however, he zoomed to his opponent as soon as he stopped at the distance he had made, and Mark threw a punch. The blow connected to the belly of the beastkin, and it arched its body as the pain coursed through his nerves, forcing out saliva from its bright orange beak.
