'Woah… That was rough.'
Ross thought as he stood tall and looked at Brad in the distance. He was not going to lie, that sound attack did a number on his senses. Even now, his vision was slightly blurry and his ears rang insistently.
That sound attack was no joke. As Ross thought about this, he promptly decided to end this before things got out of hand.
With a thought, he bolted towards Brad who was recovering from the powerful blow he received.
The temperature, potential and kinetic energy Ross' flames carried hit him like a speeding train. It was incredibly heavy and if it wasn't for his powerful stance, he would have been sent flying.
His right fist hurt like hell and he even felt that his digit bones might be fractured. As these thoughts spun in his head, he noticed Ross running towards him like an angry bull determined to finish what it failed to do.
'Tch.'
