I curled my fingers at him and before thinking, I ran towards him swinging my hand that was now a hard fist. I was reeling with rage, my blood felt like acid firing through my veins, causing havoc.
I expected to hit solid flesh, I would have been very contented if I smashed my hand against him, certainly I would have broken my entire hand in the process but I didn't care, all I wanted to do was to cause Brent pain.
Instead I ran through him and the swing of my arm was too fast, it swayed me downwards and I lost my balance. The painful sting of white hot pain quickly spread through my face as I smashed the right side against the ground.
I dug my hands into the soil, trying to get up but I just couldn't find the strength.
I managed to look up at Brent's projection staring down at me with
