Cowardly Tactics

'Zachary Lokiah. That name rings a bell. I think he is a fellow Martial Champion, a talent that crawled out of the shadows for that Junior Martial Arts Championship.'

Kiernan wasn't all that impressed.

"You see, the coach said to not 'antagonize' you, but since you're here, already making enemies of us, I have every reason to smack you around."

Zachary said, cracking his knuckles with audible pops as he stared Kiernan down.

Brrring!

At that moment, the school's bell started ringing throughout the entire school. The next class was starting.

"I don't have time for this."

Kiernan turned around, turning his back to them, and began walking away. He didn't care about proving himself to Zachary. He planned to do it in the nationals.

"Heh…"

Zachary smirked, ran after him, and whipped his fist towards the back of his head. He was going for a nasty, cowardly cheap shot!

'What the hell is Zachary doing?'