min min punch long

Min Min launched a punch, her noodle arm stretched like a spring, so Mac went for it. He pulled to the side, let the arm pass and sprinted towards her. The noodle arm reached its full extension before pulling back. To cover the opening, she launched the dragon arm in a wide, swinging uppercut.

Mac had to skitter in his heels. The scales of the fist scratched at the underside of his chin, but only just. He yanked himself to the side to get around it, hit the ground unsteadily, but kept running. Two armlengths away from her, he just had to lunge for it.

A hand smacked into the back of Mac’s head. He doubled over, partially just in surprise. The noodle arm settled back into place against Min Min’s body, while the dragon arm was still extended, and shot a straight fist right into Mac’s gut.

It certainly felt like a regular old punch to the gut. The wind was knocked out of Mac’s lungs, his feet escaped from beneath him. Suddenly the gravel was grinding against his back and shoulders as he slid, and he slid a hell of a distance away from Min Min.

When finally he tumbled to a stop, he was know hunched over on his hands and knees at the edge of the ring, and just outside her strike range.

Mac got up with a frustrated sigh. Exactly where he was trying to avoid ending up.

- Chapter 57