Mark charged ahead and forcefully kicked Lenon's lower back, sending him crashing hard into the adjacent wall. The collision reverberated throughout the room, causing Lenon to grunt in agony upon hitting the unforgiving surface.
"You believed you could dictate my destiny with your insignificant tasks?" Mark's tone was icy and resolute. "Not anymore."
Before Lenon could recover, Mark followed up with a spinning kick, driving him back into the wall with force. Lenon struggled to catch his breath, feeling the weight of Mark's dominance bearing down on him.
As Lenon staggered against the wall, Mark's gaze bore into him with a mix of superiority and contempt.
The room fell silent, save for the sound of Lenon's labored breathing. He realized he had underestimated Mark, a mistake that now left him vulnerable to his opponent's ruthless vengeance.
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