Daniel smiled brightly, trying to mock Aiden. "I don't think that's the case, I think you should just agree with me at this point."
He lunged forward again as he completed his sentence—two steps then spin, whip-crack!, it was a roundhouse kick at Aiden's temple. Aiden tilted his head back just in time for the kick to get past his head.
But, Daniel's toenail still grazed his nose, Aiden didn't waste any time—he quickly grabbed Daniel as he drove a quick knee strike into Daniel's stomach.
THUD!
Daniel staggered back as he coughed once but still maintained that cheerful laugh of his. "Finally broke through my guard, huh? You should actually feel proud—it only took you, uh... around three years, right?" Daniel teased.
Aiden's voice was flat. "You still talk too much, even after getting kicked straight in the gut."
