Even with his adversely declining self-control, he recalled that his opponent did nothing but stood at a place. Right...he did nothing! Realising the fighting technique his opponent was using, Wolf's face was adorned with excitement.
Wolf stood up while fixing his posture as his lips turned into a smirk, "You should have told me earlier that you know martial arts."
Right when he completed his sentence, he had already went near him and had aimed to launch a throat punch which was blocked sharply. He went for another strike at the side of the face but even that was blocked. Be it the kicks, punches, strikes, claws whatever he seemed to be doing was getting blocked again and again, from each to every place. And in all of these, he had also experienced quite many setbacks in form of bruises all over his face and arms.