MN - 1 - Kick Dodge
Darkgenerallord Mar 31st, 2020 100 Never
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- But where was Cerant now? The ring was small, nowhere to hide...
- “Behind me,” Art muttered, and leapt straight up, just as a reaping kick from behind came in, fast enough to make the air whistle. It would have been enough to hamstring a man, perhaps break his leg, had it connected – but Art wasn’t there. He turned a somersault in midair, twisting like a cat. There was his opponent, off balance and out of position, trying to recover from the missed kick.
- “Art! Lean! Art! Lean!” the crowd roared again.
- Art landed in a crouch.
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