Sparring Session [3]

Maybe he was coming up with excuses just to fight them.

In truth, there was something lingering in his mind.

And it was,

….He wanted to smoke them.

Rolling his sleeves up, he then pulled his gloves, fastening it. Feeling the ring on his finger, he felt his body lighten as if he could stretch his muscles.

Swoosh—!

Immediately, Brandon's figure blurred away as he grabbed the pathways, appearing right before Raven.

Bang—!

The two's fist's collided, sending shockwaves as if the air had been distorted by a single exchange.

Brandon immediately leapt back, setting a fixed distance from Raven. But it was then when he felt his senses disorientated. Or most probably his hearing?

Was he hearing right?

He could hear a couple of footsteps around him, but as his eyes abruptly flicked all around, there was nothing.

Most likely Sarah's ability.