Bab 224: DARK STORMS (2)

"His punch. Its so strong! I think all my ribs are broken. Is that guy a monster?!' the viking vice commander managed to think in a panic as he continued coughing out blood and writhing on the floor.

When he had been knocked down by the short man's punch, the Viking vice leader had had a brief out of body moment. Seriously, he had felt like his soul was departing from its mortal shell and that his life was already coming to an end. His whole body ached and he still hadn't stopped coughing. With the way he currently was, The man believed he was soon going to either die from the single Punch or a few that were soon to come his way from his opponent. There was no way the other side was going to let him stay down for as long as he wished to recover. This was a fight that was going to determine the outcome of both side's mission completion. And in a fight this important, no one in their right senses would allow their enemy to rest when they had the upper hand.