Harvested
He is ready.
The sound reaches its climax, and Burk moves like a sudden gust of wind. He comes at his opponent full force before shifting into a slide. The male from Gaimo sees the shift in height too late, and Burk's fist craters out his stomach as it makes impact.
The Gaimo roars as he flies backward about eleven feet. When his body makes contact with the ground, he jumps right back up, but it's too late. Burk is already there. Burk slams his fists into the weakened fighter, and my eyes struggle to keep up with the number of blows he is landing.