Nemesis (2) Part IV

“I guess I should try talking to you with my fists!”

After that, Marcus drew his fist and hit Vincent with full force, making the crowd exclaim in shock.

But at the second of thrill, a slender figure of someone leaped from the front roll of the grandstand. She had started moving since the moment this crazy muscle clenched his finger into a fist.

BOOM!!

A loud explosion echoed throughout the area. It came with the strong, blasting wind that made many players cover their faces with their hands. This strong impact of the attack made it clear that Marcus was aiming to take Vincent down in just one hit.

However, the one who should have stayed dead on the floor right now was still standing. He even had an amused smile on his face like nothing happened. This wasn’t because Marcus was holding in his fist mid-way. But it was because his attack was stopped by a small hand of someone who got in between them fearlessly.

“What is this...?” Marcus whined.