A warning unheeded.

Damien waited, but he didn’t have to wait long. The big man obviously didn’t pride himself on patience.

The big man launched himself at Damien from his low crouch, grabbing hold of his midsection and throwing him onto his back.

Damien kept his head forward to avoid smashing it against the tile, but he couldn’t avoid the hard impact of his body against the tile. The man’s strength and Damien’s body mass caused the tile to crack, a spiderweb if destruction that looked more like a crash site if a small meteor had hit the earth.

Damien let his wits about him, barely and was able to get his free hand to the the man’s face. With his right thumb he applied tremendous pressure to the man’s left eye pushing in without hesitation.

The man howled and threw himself off of Damien, backing up - already on his feet. This guy was fast. The man was bleeding from his eye and had it shut. Damien was curious whether he would see from it again.

“I’m going to rip you apart boy. You aren’t leaving this room alive.”

Damien stayed silent and calculated his next moves. Damien decided to attack first next, the man was too fast to allow him to strike first. He had decided on three different maneuvers based on how this guy reacted to his initial charge.

Damien charged the man, leading with an easy to block left hook. The man swatted it aside as he would a fly. Damien followed it with a fake of another left hook, but followed it up with a right hook instead, the man’s blind eye nearly allowing the punch to land before his nearly impossible speed beat Damien to the punch and he brushed it aside.

Damien followed up with a quick left jab at the man’s throat, but it was uncommitted as he followed on that with another right hook. The throat jab was brushed away but the 2nd right hook landed causing the man’s head to turn even further away from seeing the left side of his body.

By the time he turned back, Damien was gone. Briefly he though Damien has dodged around him and headed for the exit, but then a crushing pain came from below.

Damien was on one knee with his left hand holding the big man’s balls in a crushing grip. Without fanfare and without mouthing off beforehand, Damien clenched his hand shut as the man howled and screamed and Damien crushed his balls with enough **** that Damien knew they weren’t salvageable.

Despite his injuries, the man was able to grab Damien’s head and slam it down into the tile floor with a crack. Once more and Damien was ****.

Luckily for Damien, the man fell **** from the pain directly afterwards.