Kevin's fist tore through the air where Adrian's head had been a moment ago.
Adrian slipped past it with a twist of his shoulders, the knuckles brushing his hair but never landing. Kevin followed instantly—elbow, knee, heel—each strike chained together without pause, forcing Adrian to retreat for the first time.
Only for a step.
Kevin lunged, feinted high, then drove a punch straight for Adrian's ribs.
Adrian caught the wrist.
The impact echoed. The ground shook beneath their feet as Kevin pushed forward, raw strength forcing Adrian's arm to bend despite the clean technique. For a split second, Adrian's expression sharpened.
So he felt it.
Kevin capitalized—twisting his trapped arm, slamming his forehead forward. Adrian released instantly, slipping sideways just as Kevin's head crashed past his shoulder. Kevin spun with the motion, heel snapping toward Adrian's temple.
Adrian ducked, the kick slicing the air above him.
