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position. What the… Marco wondered as he spun and blocked her next blow. Her control of her power was so stunning it almost distracted him.
She attacked him with full force again, and it seemed her limited sight wasn’t really making any difference. Besides, she had managed to wear him out during the chase. It was supposed to be a quick fight! Marco grunted resentfully to himself as he landed another blow on her side, but she dodged so fast that his fist barely connected with her body. Then she stomped on his foot with all her strength, making him gasp as he felt bones break. This fight was ridiculous! An elephant and a snake would make a better pair of fighters than them! They were too different at everything , and while it was an interesting exercise, there seemed to be no end to it. He had to trick her, and the only way to do that successfully was to attack with the same speed, at least once.
He dropped his left fist just for a moment, knowing that she would fall for the bait and go for a right cross, and as she did, he leaned back and caught her hand with his. He jerked her arm, trying to dislocate her shoulder, but instead he heard a snap. She let out a half-cry, half-snarl as she froze in his grasp, her arm twisted unnaturally.
“THAT’S ENOUGH!” Marco heard just as someone threw him into a wall with so much force that he could feel all of his bones creak. He opened his mouth to protest, but then realized that it hadn’t been to punish him, but to keep him as far from Pain as possible. She was in Skull’s arms, kicking at him and trying to break free so she could lunge at Marco once more. Then Marco realized that Peter had been yelling for a while: that buzzing in the background for the last two minutes of the fight had been Peter’s angry voice.
He didn’t know how he had managed to break her arm. It must have been the momentum and the fact that he wasn’t used to fighting girls. He never measured his strength, and while her muscles were strong, her bones were simply too thin for an opponent like him.
Skull finally got hold of her ankles, but now her left arm was free, and Marco watched with some twisted satisfaction as it connected with Skull’s nose at full strength. However, it could have been just a friendly pat on the cheek for all the effect it had. Skull didn’t even flinch as his nose broke. Instead, he just caught Pain’s arm and strode toward the doors, the girl twisting in his grasp like a fish on a line.
“To the infirmary,” Peter called stiffly after Skull, ignoring Pain’s angry snort, “Come back after that.”
Then he turned back to Marco. Not feeling like talking, Marco chose to ignore him. He simply limped to one of the benches and sat there, hugging his sides. A series of painful stabs reminded him of his damaged ribs, and his chest felt on fire. He took a number of careful, shallow breaths, wincing when the pain got too strong. Jane’s hate-filled stare bore into his skull, but he didn’t raise his head. For some reason he didn’t want to meet her eyes.
Peter left without a word, and the other fighters also moved slowly to the exit, shooting him wary glances as they went. He guessed they didn’t feel like practicing after what they had seen.
The pain in his ribs became stronger with every minute, and he grimaced as he tried to shift his position so they would hurt less. He sat there in a kind of trance, staring sightlessly ahead, his mind blank and his vision blurry, as he restored his energies. A couple of minutes passed, and then he was dragged out of his stupor by a booming voice from above.
“What are you waiting for??”
With an enormous effort, Marco looked up and saw Skull towering over him. The giant was scowling, and his broken nose made him look even scarier than normal. Marco got up with a groan, just wishing that everybody would leave him alone. He was too drained to talk.
“They’re waiting for you in the infirmary,” Skull stated in a voice that
She attacked him with full force again, and it seemed her limited sight wasn’t really making any difference. Besides, she had managed to wear him out during the chase. It was supposed to be a quick fight! Marco grunted resentfully to himself as he landed another blow on her side, but she dodged so fast that his fist barely connected with her body. Then she stomped on his foot with all her strength, making him gasp as he felt bones break. This fight was ridiculous! An elephant and a snake would make a better pair of fighters than them! They were too different at everything , and while it was an interesting exercise, there seemed to be no end to it. He had to trick her, and the only way to do that successfully was to attack with the same speed, at least once.
He dropped his left fist just for a moment, knowing that she would fall for the bait and go for a right cross, and as she did, he leaned back and caught her hand with his. He jerked her arm, trying to dislocate her shoulder, but instead he heard a snap. She let out a half-cry, half-snarl as she froze in his grasp, her arm twisted unnaturally.
“THAT’S ENOUGH!” Marco heard just as someone threw him into a wall with so much force that he could feel all of his bones creak. He opened his mouth to protest, but then realized that it hadn’t been to punish him, but to keep him as far from Pain as possible. She was in Skull’s arms, kicking at him and trying to break free so she could lunge at Marco once more. Then Marco realized that Peter had been yelling for a while: that buzzing in the background for the last two minutes of the fight had been Peter’s angry voice.
He didn’t know how he had managed to break her arm. It must have been the momentum and the fact that he wasn’t used to fighting girls. He never measured his strength, and while her muscles were strong, her bones were simply too thin for an opponent like him.
Skull finally got hold of her ankles, but now her left arm was free, and Marco watched with some twisted satisfaction as it connected with Skull’s nose at full strength. However, it could have been just a friendly pat on the cheek for all the effect it had. Skull didn’t even flinch as his nose broke. Instead, he just caught Pain’s arm and strode toward the doors, the girl twisting in his grasp like a fish on a line.
“To the infirmary,” Peter called stiffly after Skull, ignoring Pain’s angry snort, “Come back after that.”
Then he turned back to Marco. Not feeling like talking, Marco chose to ignore him. He simply limped to one of the benches and sat there, hugging his sides. A series of painful stabs reminded him of his damaged ribs, and his chest felt on fire. He took a number of careful, shallow breaths, wincing when the pain got too strong. Jane’s hate-filled stare bore into his skull, but he didn’t raise his head. For some reason he didn’t want to meet her eyes.
Peter left without a word, and the other fighters also moved slowly to the exit, shooting him wary glances as they went. He guessed they didn’t feel like practicing after what they had seen.
The pain in his ribs became stronger with every minute, and he grimaced as he tried to shift his position so they would hurt less. He sat there in a kind of trance, staring sightlessly ahead, his mind blank and his vision blurry, as he restored his energies. A couple of minutes passed, and then he was dragged out of his stupor by a booming voice from above.
“What are you waiting for??”
With an enormous effort, Marco looked up and saw Skull towering over him. The giant was scowling, and his broken nose made him look even scarier than normal. Marco got up with a groan, just wishing that everybody would leave him alone. He was too drained to talk.
“They’re waiting for you in the infirmary,” Skull stated in a voice that
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