"Come on, you got this, Nixon!" Andy cheered him on from the sidelines. The group was watching the two men standing face-to-face. To say it was a fair match was farfetched.
Nixon was a scrawny, petite guy. He had the smarts in order, but the muscle he lacked. He never enjoyed participating in any fights, or violent acts. But this was for the team, to learn self-defense was something essential for him and them all.
The Oculos were probably out on a search for them. Only did they know how close they were coming to finding them, to finding her: Lily.
Nixon stared at his opponent Trey. They eyed one another, unmoving, focused on each other, almost like they were trying to read one another minds. Nixon inhaled, and as he exhaled the first punch connected, catching everyone off guard.
Trey
