KNOCKOUT
That was his second mistake.
I charged at him and kicked him in the ribs, then the knee. I was aware of my body moving as I swung and kicked, dodged, and rolled, but I didn't feel like I was in control. I was just a third party trapped in my body, watching some other force at play.
Crusher stumbled backward, and I punched him with all the strength I had to his temple. He fell to the ground, but he rolled before I could jump on him. Someone his size wouldn't be easy to wrestle anyway. I would get…well, crushed.
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