An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

Number 24 folded his arms and sized up Number 95 with scorn and disbelief.

He couldn't help but scoff at the sight of the skinny, hobbling kid stepping into the ring. He felt that Number 95 had underestimated the challenge ahead.

"Although you're tall and muscular, it doesn't mean you can beat me," Number 95 stated flatly.

"I can't beat you?" Number 24 chuckled.

He taunted, "Kid, do you even know what you're saying? With your twig-like frame, I could squash you with one hand!"

"Really? Why don't you give it a try?" Number 95 remained unfazed as he stared at Number 24 without flinching.

Despite his smaller stature, he emitted a strong presence.

"Fine. It seems like you won't get it until I school you!" Number 24 sneered as he drew his long blade out of its sheath.

Number 95 remained unfazed as he casually

weapon!" Number 24 pointed

weapon to deal with you," Number 95 replied calmly and

his eyes

wasted no time and charged forward

fancy moves or tricks. He just gripped the hilt and brought it down hard

a simple yet effective strike with no

or dodge. Given their size

Number 24

matter which option his opponent

with Number 24's blade, Number 95 didn't dodge or step back. Instead, he lifted his crutch and aimed it

poison needles shot out from his crutch, which targeted Number