Evan struggled to his feet and looked at Freya, puzzled. At that moment, the spectators in the stands were shouting something, and the girl was saying something to him, but he couldn't make out the words. Suddenly all the noise faded into the background, and all he could see was Freya.
The girl sighed, and her legs tensed. She lunged toward Evan with such force that there were many cracks in the ground. She was moving fast, unusually fast, this attack was going to end their fight. Evan watched intently as Freya ran toward him. Unlike last time, now he could see her movements quite clearly.
Whoosh.
The girl swung her iron fist, but when her punch almost reached its target, Evan took exactly half a step back. It was enough for Freya's fist to pass within an inch of him.