Oliver
Iris was so fast. At the start of our fight I was not really trying to get the better of her, but I was actually having to pay much more attention than I had expected to. She was already a better fighter than some of my warriors.
After a while of my blows rarely hitting the target I was started to lose my temper. When she landed a nasty roundhouse I reacted without thinking, smashing into the side of her face and then catching her arm to smash her to the floor. Catching myself mid fall I tried to lesson the blow, to try and prevent her shoulder from dislocating.
I let go and stepped back, my stomach sinking to the floor. Amazingly she got up but looked in a bad way.
As she collapsed I automatically caught her in my arms, my heart racing.
“What the f*** Oli” Ruben shouted.
