Dimensional Descent

Teeth and blood flew.

Leonel grit his teeth. This son of a bitch really had a hard head.

"Hard headed son of a bitch," James said through gritted teeth.

Leonel craned his neck back in response, smashing forward again.

Not to be one to lose out, James craned his own and followed suit.

The sound of their foreheads clashing was akin to two slabs of metal, their brains rattling around as though jello on a plate. Even so, the two didn't seem to notice as they reeled back and smashed forward again.

Leonel's knee suddenly drove up with a hop, catching James off guard and nailing him right in the chin.

James' grip on Leonel's hands loosened as he stumbled back. Leonel tried to follow up with a winding kick, but James trapped it to his hip with an arm lock, roaring once as he lifted Leonel to the air and swung him toward the ground.

Leonel reacted quickly, twisting the position of his knee in James' hold and rounding the latter's back. With a swift movement, he threw his other leg over James' head and over his shoulder before locking in a solid headlock.

James tilted over, the momentum he had gathered while trying to throw Leonel causing him to fall to the ground. His father almost immediately went red, then purple, as Leonel's hold around his neck tightened again and again.

With a slight wind up, James drove a solid elbow into Leonel's liver as though he had eyes in the back of his head.

Leonel gasped for air, his whole body threatening to shut down completely. It was just a short lapse, but James used the opportunity to reach his hands back and grab toward Leonel's shoulders. When James realized that Leonel wasn't wearing a shirt, he changed tactics and grabbed the latter's head, roaring out as he flipped Leonel over his head and smashed him toward the ground.

The wind rushed out of Leonel's lungs, but he didn't have time to react as James' foot descended.

out of the way and palming the ground. He spun on his palm, sweeping

regain his bearings, Leonel had already scrambled over, sliding

down James' face and

he used his free hand to slap at the ground with such force that an enormous crater appeared beneath them as the two flew

used the added flexibility to shift positions. As the two fell from the air and his elbow was on the verge of popping as well,

the ground like a pair of

BOOM!

final moment, he had still managed to break James' arm at the elbow before the impact forced him

out at

impact, cradling his dislocated shoulder and broken arm. As for Leonel, he barely managed to pull his head out of the ground, but his legs wobbled

for just a brief moment before they charged forward again, James with one arm and Leonel like he was some sort of

BANG!

but ended up spinning off the side

rushed toward one another again, throwing out fists and kicks. Quite frankly, if it wasn't for the fact

the edge of the ever-erowing crater.

this point, she preferred if they had decided to be passive aggressive

well, but they seemed to take

you got?"

like an expert. "He won't last another dozen exchanges, James

arm, he's cooked, fried, sauteed, if you

willing to bet?" Milan

dozen kilograms, Seventh