"Memories"

Ugly face looked me up and down with a stern facial expression. He was considering the wild bet I just threw at him. Maybe he was worried that he would lose his pride and his bike. No, I thought, it was less likely with the complacent face he shows now. He's probably thinking about how badly he can hit me and get away, I would recognize that look anywhere, I've seen it so many times before.

We were standing in the parking lot and few people have gathered around. If it's a show they want, that's what they'll get. I took off my jacket and Mike kindly held it back for me. I took a few breaths to get myself in the right mood, I will take this as seriously as my training. Even if he is human, I should not underestimate him, I must expect everything and be prepared.

My opponent took a defensive position with his fists in front of his face, while he left my arms at my sides. The open attitude made him laugh.

"You're almost starting to hit me with your little girl," he mocked.

"Only the weake