DylanI drag my foot back and take position, waiting for this rude mutt to strike first, but he is smarter than he looks. He starts circling, forcing me to move as well. So he wishes to start the battle tenaciously from the start. No worries. I wait for the right moment to strike, and when it appears, I run towards him and swing my leg in a roundhouse kick. He dodges it by bending down, hitting my ankle with a low kick. I lose my balance for the tiniest of seconds, and he takes advantage of that by landing a punch in my gut. Both of us step back, and I smile. Interesting. He is tough. It's going to be fun.Now, I will show him what it means to get late in the club. We get straight into the fight again, dodging, hitting, swiping clean direct hits until my leg connects with his calf and he drops to the mat because of the pain. As soon as he does, I hold his head and press it onto the mat from the side, not brutally enough to split open his nerve, but firmly enough to not allow him t
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