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.

palming the ground. He spun on his palm,

the ground. Before he could regain his bearings, Leonel had already scrambled over, sliding into a perfect armbar that left James' joints

hips upward, pinning down James'

truly about to snap in two. But right then, he used his free hand to slap at the ground with such force that an

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

like a pair

BOOM!

final moment, he had

both cried out at the

he barely managed to pull his

again, James with one arm and Leonel like he was some

BANG!

up spinning off the side

stood and rushed toward one another again, throwing out fists and kicks. Quite frankly, if it wasn't for the fact neither had used

the ever-erowing crater.

preferred if they had decided to

others appeared as well, but they seemed to take

got?" Raj

already on those bambi legs, classic CTE," Milan nodded like an expert. "He

James' only working with one arm, he's cooked, fried, sauteed, if you will. Cap's got him by

willing to bet?"

dozen kilograms, Seventh