Ike Smash Brawl Novels & Stories

Breed shouted down at him. Blade looked furious now, as he stared up at him. “Then will you talk to me?” “Fine, fine. What-the-fuck-ever,” Breed gave in. “But you won’t be able to speak with your fucking jaw wired shut!” Getting up, Blade raised his fists. The two men circled. Breed went in with a jab. Blade easily stepped out of the way. Breed flipped around and watched him. Blade stepped close and gave him a quick left jab.

I pivot and slam my knee into his ribs, then seize his skull with both hands and smash it into my rising boot. Blood sprays, and the yard erupts once more. “Holy shit!” “He’s taking them all on!” The second and third attack together, but adrenaline has already swallowed me whole. I catch one wrist, twist until the bone snaps, yank him forward, and use his body as a shield against the fourth man’s punch. Before the fool can recover, I ram my forehead into his nose and hear cartilage explode. The fifth is larger, more like Jamal, one of the rare giants in the prison.

Brand's brother turned to him, seeking guidance, just as Brand became aware of the stickiness on his hand. He at first ignored it. He had been in too many bloody brawls in his lifetime for blood to bother him overmuch. But when his mate gasped and tensed in his arms, a wave of dread washed over him. He realized that the stickiness was not merely the expected aftermath of the fight but something far more sinister. His elskede, his alt, Ulfhild, was wounded.

I leaned forward and slammed my fist on his face. Gasps rippled. Someone whispered, “Holy shit.” And then… Wham. A sharp blow smashed my jaw sideways. My head whipped, the taste of metal bursting in my mouth. The class went wild. Gasps. Shouts. Someone chanting, “Fight! Fight!” I straightened, spit blood to the floor, wiped my lip slowly. Then I grinned. “That all you got?” “Hey, hey, hey…stop, man! Let him go!” Liam’s voice cut through the chaos, loud as hell, shoving himself between us.

“No one’s going to open that door. If you want out of this cage, you’ll have to kill me.” Big Guy turned, face swollen and bloody. He tried his best. Soon I had him in a choke hold, and then I smashed his face against the cage. Once. Twice, and then over and over again. I couldn’t fucking stop. I needed to crush something. “Tristan” Smash. “Tristan!” Smash. A hand gripped my shoulder and ripped me backward. I released the bloody pulp and stared at Damian. His face was splattered with small red dots. Blood.

"Come on, let's team up against Sandy. I'll help you remove the snow from my car later." I nodded eagerly, accepting his invitation. Our smiles grew wider, filled with playful anticipation. As snowballs flew through the air, we laughed uncontrollably, not caring about getting hit or the coldness surrounding us. "I can't believe you actually hit me!" I exclaimed, brushing off the snow from my coat. "You shouldn't underestimate me," Christopher replied with a smirk, readying his next attack."Go take that!" The snowball battle continued, our laughter ringing through the winter air, as we exchanged playful banter and aimed snowballs at each other. The coldness of the snow was forgotten, replaced

but again he stood up and attacked Aarav, Aarav tried to dodge but the blow came to his chest in stead of his nose, I looked at him, he was looking in pain but he didn't show it. And soon he gave him a full house round kick and I know that has done a damage to shyam and after that he punched him multiple times , after some time shyam was able to make himself free and he went to a near by wall, he was cuffing , I guess he has broken a rib and his nose too, but I was not feeling bad at all... Soon Aarav went to him and looked at him with smirk " oh ...look at you old man , you want to lead two gangs but you can't even defend your self...then how were you going to lead them?"

You are wanted for killing a defenseless man, you bastard! "He wasn't defenseless, the last time I checked." "Look at him, a bastard and a comedian, a rear sight indeed." "I think the same about you." "Why, you…" he lunges at Sasaki, with all his force. Sasaki quickly makes the move that was later named Swallow cut. "You landed… three strikes. How?" the villager's eyes widened. "I'm just fast," Sasaki said with a smirk. "Who sent you?" "Yamato…"

as the blonde uttered and seemingly arched his head down Solomon could feel his smirk. In a split second, Solomon lost all his control and reason, his punch landed hard on the blonde guy’s jaw and everyone gasped in horror. “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?!”

The dragon went up in flames with a mighty roar, turning into an innumerable flow of scarlet radiance that rushed into the walls, disintegrated the air, and carved a hole in the mountain. The figure, unable to remain motionless, was thrown backwards and slammed through several structures before hitting another mountain wall. Crash! Boom! Along with the rising dust, deafening detonations could be heard. I smiled. [Staggering Smite (Disaster) - An instantaneous spell that always hits the target, resulting in a cataclysmic explosion.] Just before I cast the skill, I upgraded Staggering Smite from Unique rank to Disaster rank using one of my skill upgrade cards.