“You think this is over?” Doctor Aldric said. “I’m not done yet.” He stood up back.
I crossed my arms, as I stood watching him. “You’re welcome to try again. But I’m warning you—this won’t end any better for you.”
He came forward, feigning a strike to my left. It was a clever move, meant to distract me as he spun low, aiming a sweeping kick at my legs. I anticipated it already; I leaped just in time and countering it back with a kick to his ribs. The force from the kick sent him stumbling back as he clutched his side.
“You’re too predictable,” I said as I stepped closer to him.
He looked totally frustrated. He charged at me again, this time throwing a flurry of punches again, like the previous one. I deflected them with ease. As he overextended on one strike, I seized the opportunity,
