What should I do???
Vince kept chanting those four words in his mind while struggling to dodge every attack Andrius sent his way.
The noble boy didn't move from his spot, continuing his long-range attacks as if merely toying with Vince.
Vince managed to dodge some of the attacks, but the steel fists appeared out of nowhere, with no warning, and they were too fast. He was too slow to dodge in time. The moment he saw them was the moment they hit him.
He could barely defend himself, let alone get close enough to Andrius to counterattack.
If only he could close the distance, perhaps it wouldn't be so bad.
But here he was, struggling to keep his composure, no longer sure what to do!
Scratches, cuts, and beads of sweat were evident on Vince's face and body.
