Slimo jumped outside, running after the area Jacob crashed into. Jacob jumped to his feet and wiped his mouth.
"Wow. No mercy for the man who just a leg, huh?"
"Mercy? After all the times that I've lost to you? You must be losing your mind to think I would hold back!"
"You won't feel bad about beating up someone younger than you?"
"Oh, sure. Because you are so helpless!"
Jacob laughed and planted his feet in the ground.
"Bring it."
Slimo cranked his neck and lifted his arms up, ready for Jacob to come his way. Jacob bounced around on his heels, slowly kicking up his speed as he closed the distance inch by inch. As he settled into his rhythm, he rested his eyes, blocking out any distractions that may hinder his fighting ability. All there was in this world was Slimo and himself. There was no temple, no jungle, and no puddles of rainwater.
