Alice vs Cedric (2)

Alice and Cedric stared intently at each other, the atmosphere between them thick with tension, as if sparks were flying from the friction between their gazes.

Though neither of them spoke, they both seemed to have the same thought in mind. Their stances shifted rapidly.

What started as a simple exchange of punches had now transformed into something that looked more like a true martial arts duel.

The reason was simple and obvious—they were in pain. Yes, just look at their hands. They had begun to turn red. If they kept punching like this, all they would achieve was sore fists rather than a decisive victory.

Alice threw a straight punch toward Cedric's stomach. He swiftly swung his arm in an arc, redirecting her attack to the side.

There was no sign of surprise in her eyes as her attack was blocked. Instead, she immediately shifted into a defensive stance.