Chapter 5

Their fists collided, giving each other goose bumps. Bum! This rough sound made everyone else realize, the fight had begun! The men put their personal problems aside and concentrated on the fight. All but, the policeman who was still paralyzed and officer Jeffrey – Well, you know what he was doing!

Both fighters threw punch after punch. And each time, fists smashed together. Both nearly struck at the same speed. Though, their strike’s power was different. The woman overpowered the enemy. With each attack, she pushed him back. Moreover, the enemy’s fists tore a little more every time fists connected. Blood began seeping through them. Enemy: What’re her fists made of? Suddenly the enemy, performed a clean uppercut. However, the woman dodged. And pounced on the enemy. Several precise and violent punches at the enemy’s rip followed. The face of the enemy stiffened of pain and also some surprise. Enemy: She broke at least three rips! I underestimated her! But the woman’s attack wasn’t over. Her punches stumbled the man. She used this opportunity by packing his wide shoulders And yanked them towards her as she jumped forward. And lastly, she rammed her knee in his face. Again, and again! Crack, crack! The man lost some teeth in the process. And each time the woman’s knee connected, blood splashed from the enemy’s face. Soon the fighting place was dyed in crimson. She ceased her attack. Then she packed the man at his hair and pulled his head up. The man spat blood. His blood painted his clothes partly. ‘ And who is the frail girl now?’, the woman demanded. The only thing the man gave from him was a deep and rough swallow. He started gasping heavily. ‘Sad!’, the woman commented with a cold tone. She let go of the wounded man. With little delay, she gave him a front kick. The man fell backwards. Bam!

‘Ahhh!’, he cried out. A stinging pain cropped up. And yet, he wasn’t beaten. Enemy: Fucking bitch! He stood up again. He clenched his hands and teeth. Thenceforth, he charged at the woman, roaring: ‘I’ll fucking kill you!’ He swung one arm at her. The enemy had lost his cool. Thus, he had put too much strength in his already too wide attack. A big mistake! And an opportunity for the woman! Woman: Patience! The woman waited. Woman: Now! When the fist had nearly reached her face, she swiftly turned to the side, evading the attack. Right after, the woman locked the man’s arm. She then then threw the man over her shoulder – Baaam! The sound of cracking bones echoed through the room. Enemy: Shit! He clenched his teeth out of pain. The man immediately tried to stand up. But the woman didn’t let him. She jerked forward. As the man rose his head. A kick was already on its way towards him. And it met his face – Baam! The man flew away and crashed in a wall. The impact created a breach in the wall.

Meanwhile, officer Jeffrey had stopped eating sand and was looking at the scene demented. Officer: Is this shit for real? The enemy spat out blood. Blood and sweet mixed together and flowed down in his eyes. They turned red and started burning. While licking over his lips, he hurt himself due to some broken teeth stuck in them. The kick of the woman had broken several facial bones. The already damaged rips, were now completely broken on one side. His back was burning with great pain. The back may have been in a better condition. Yet, this condition couldn’t be described as great. In short, his whole body was a big mess! Normally, he would long have lost consciousness, but the throbbing pain kept him awake. He bent forward, one knee on the floor and two hands too, as support. ‘Fucking bitch!’, he cursed. He had to struggle for some time, but he managed to stand up. Due to the broken rips, he had a weak hunched posture. Enemy: I underestimated her. Time to get serious!

‘You want to keep fighting with that form of yours?’ the woman asked surprised. ‘I’m impressed!’ She had waited for the enemy to stand up. The enemy responded with a loud groan. Drin: Poor guy, the whole beating ripped him off the ability to speak! He placed his palm on his rips. Then, he covered the wounded place with sand, emerging from his palm. By doing that, he regained his upright posture.

‘Let’s see who will be the last one laughing!’, the man returned pleased and disappeared in the sandstorm. It was like he had become one with the storm.

The woman couldn’t see him anymore. Yet, she had a grin on her face. The reason for that – She had an extraordinarily keen sense of smell. Woman: Found you! Fast, she leaned forwards. At the same time, she swung one leg up. The man narrowly escaped. Though, he lost his balance. Enemy: Come! This time it will be different! The woman shifted the weigh to her arms. At once, she jumped with the second leg. And with the same leg, she gave the enemy a kick. However, the man didn’t budge one inch. Woman: Why was it so weak? She noticed the sand on the man’s legs. The moment the enemy had lost his balance, he had covered his legs with sand. The sand had pulled his legs back to the floor giving the man back his stability. Thus, the attack had lost its strength. A big smile spread on the man’s face. Woman: He waited for it! The woman was about to remove her leg. Though the man seized it. He threw her into the air. Again, he grabbed the leg of the woman. This time, with both hands. To strengthen his coming attack, he surrounded his arms with sand. His grip’s strength increased; the woman howled weakly.

‘Payback!’, the enemy yelled and smashed the woman onto the ground. Baaam! It wasn’t strong enough to knock out the woman. However, her head had met the ground. When she tried moving, she realized she was paralyzed. Everything reeled around her eyes. In addition, she had a large abrasion on the head. Woman: He’s stronger than expected! The paralyse would only last briefly. For the enemy, plenty enough. He was about to attack again. But he swiftly halted his movement. He felt a firm grip on his shoulder. So he turned around to see the grip’s owner – It was Drin in deep thoughts. Drin: Why I am helping her? She is from the SMO and insulted me. But I don’t really know – I got this familiar feeling coming from her.

As the men’s eyes met, Drin forgot about his worries instantly. Both men moved, Drin faster. He gave the enemy a targeted punch in the already broken ribs. Crack! ‘Ahh!’ The enemy contracted. Enemy: Not, again!A right hook followed. Its target was the chin. Connected! Bum! The enemy’s head jerked back. For his last attack, Drin jumped and thrusted his legs at the man. And they connected! The attack sent the man flying. Lifeless, he crashed to the ground. With the fall of the enemy, the sandstorm ceased.