Don't attack Lady Waltham

“By the way Korak, I love your outfit! Did you dress up cause you knew you were going to see me?” She added with a wink. Korak didn’t take the woman’s bait; she was more tired now and slightly worse for wear after the captain had blitzed him, so he needed to be more careful. He continued to watch the elder woman’s movements with every ounce of focus he had. If he slipped up even once like with the captain earlier, he would be done for.

Lady Waltham sighed. “You’re boring, Korak.” Then with a malicious grin on her face, the woman rushed in- straight into a punishing straight from the jungle boy.

“Ugh!” The punch rocked her head to the side, so she didn’t see Korak throw out a snap kick that landed in her ribs, knocking her backwards by a few steps. The woman was only barely able to dodge a punch from Korak who had rushed in to get close, but another punch found its way into her gut.

“Guhhh!!!” Korak’s blow stunned the woman, and seeing this, he kept attacking. A blow to the woman’s face made the woman take several steps back, causing Korak to run at her to close the gap between them. The woman grinned as she gripped her knife.

Come closer, boy… there! She lashed out with her knife just as Korak was almost on her.

But Korak read the woman’s attempt to slash at his chest, so he karate chopped the woman’s forearm hard and **** her to drop the blade. Unfortunately for him, the woman’s slash was merely a feint that distracted him. Lady Waltham saw her opening and quickly jabbed two fingers in his eyes, causing them to tear and blurring his vision, leaving him open for a quick 1-2 punch to his stomach.

“Ngggh…” Korak grit his teeth as he absorbed the blows and hastily tried to hit her back with a right hook. His opponent effortlessly blocked it and snuck one more body blow and one more jab to Sonya’s face. This time, Korak was **** to take a step back, letting the woman press her advantage.

“Yaaa!!” The woman yelled as she went for a swift chop to Korak’s neck. Surprised, Korak instinctively raised his right arm to block it. He ended up blocking nothing but air, and the next thing he knew, Kira’s foot had rocketed up into his stomach.

“Unnnghh!!” Korak bent over as air whooshed out of his mouth. The woman didn’t let up; she quickly kicked Korak’s bare midriff once more in the exact same spot.

“Auuuughhh!!” Korak staggered backwards, clutching his belly. The poor boy was breathless and hunched over, letting Kira casually walk up right in front of him. The woman smirked as Korak panted before her and didn’t even look up.

“Aww, did I hurt you too much with just those two kicks? Let me help you UP!” As soon as the woman said the word up, she grabbed the sides of Korak’s head, yanked him upright, then headbutted Korak hard.

“Agh!” Once again, Korak staggered backwards. He threw a wild swing in front of her to try keeping Kira away, but Kira easily batted her arm away, got close, Korak scolded as she kicked his right kneecap. he wailed in pain as it felt as if the kneecap was cracked in half, and his right leg started to quiver as he could barely support himself with it. "-twice!" The lady then kicked his other kneecap. He almost fell to his knees but managed to maintain his support. Letting go of his sore abs, Korak wrapped both muscle-laden arms around the woman to throw her off of him. The jungle boy was too slow, however, and the woman was too fast. She quickly thrust her knee into his exposed ribcage, his body jerked off the ground once, then again as she repeated her attack. His face was now red from the lack of oxygen and pain racking his chest only intensified the problem.