"You see that, Lily?" He flexed his fingers. "That's called an uppercut. It's a basic move in boxing. You punch the chin, and the opponent gets thrown upward."
Lily nodded dumbly, her mind barely processing the words.
Her legs trembled.
This...
This wasn't like the bar fights she had seen growing up, all wild swings and clumsy grappling. No—Artis fought with grace, with precision.
Fast. Too fast.
And the impact behind that punch?
Gods, she couldn't even imagine what it must've felt like.
A shiver rolled down her spine, but not from fear.
It was the first time she had ever witnessed a man fight like this.
And her body reacted.
The dangerous, forbidden kind of reaction.
"You DARE?!"