Two fights passed by quickly and soon enough, it was my turn.
“Go Sylvia! Knock him down! Teach him to respect you!”
With a low voice, Flora encouraged me.
Sylvia’s POV
Cruelty was written all across Warren’s face. As soon as I stepped onto the stage, I could already feel him staring daggers at me. Before I could even have a second to get ready, he swung at me.
Warren was absolutely fast and strong. His moves, though orthodox, were very graceful. With a turn of his wrist, he was able to grab my arm and tried to break my joints. Seeing this, I kicked him sideways.
As I expected, Harry was way below his level. If Harry was a hill, Warren was a great mountain.
After I kicked him, his face darkened and his look turned colder. I could feel that he seemed to decide on something deep inside.
The next few minutes were very difficult for me. Even though Warren’s fighting style was not at all unique, his combinations were still so unpredictable and I could never get close to him. I couldn’t even use all of my strength. In this situation, I knew that I was at a big disadvantage, with no opportunity to resist.
Even with the moves Rufus taught me, Warren could easily predict what I was going to do next and countered it. By this time, I was growing anxious.
I couldn’t afford to be so passive anymore.
Warren flew into a spinning kick, but I was able to dodge it by retreating to the edge of the stage. I tried to analyze my opponent, hoping to find a weakness of some sort.
Furious, Warren stomped towards me and made sure to land a kick on my shin. He seemed to have figured out that my lower body was one of my weakest points, which was why he smartly choice to attack there.
Warren didn’t even let me breathe for one more second before kicking my other leg too. His kicks were so strong that I almost cried out loud, but I was able to hold it back and gritted my teeth instead. I looked up and tried to punch his gut, but he dodged my punch with so much ease.
Sneering, Warren looked down at me. “Don’t overestimate yourself, slave.”
He then walked behind me and kicked my left calf this time. Sweat trickled down my forehead as I turned to him with the coldest expression I could muster up. “Try me.”
It took me a few more exchanges of moves to find out that Warren was not demonstrating his fighting skills. He was trying to kill me.
“Maybe you should admit defeat as early as now, dear. I think Warren has snapped. He’s being too cruel now,” Yana warned anxiously.
I huffed. “I know. I’m clearly outmatched.”
My left calf took another heavy blow and I could not help but fall to the floor, crying out. At this point, I felt like my leg had been pounded by a metal hammer. It was painful, but at the same time, I could feel my nerves going numb now.
“Sylvia! Are you okay?” I could vaguely hear Harry and Flora calling my name. They looked at me with concern.
Again, Warren refused to give me time to recover before attacking again. But this time I was able to roll away and dodge his attack.
My left leg had already been through enough. Another blow from Warren would have permanently disabled me.
“I admit defeat! Stop the fight!” I raised my hands in surrender, calling out to Blair.
Being paired up with Warren was a hopeless case in the first place. It was better for me to surrender now than to risk losing my life if this fight went on any longer.
Blair declared that the fight had ended. However, Warren did not stop with his attacks. He continued to kick had at my leg.
“What the hell? Why isn’t he stopping? This son of a bitch! Stop him!” Yana was infuriated.
It should have been too late to keep dodging, but all of a sudden, I felt a sudden surge of power in my veins. I reached my hand up, ready to take his attack directly.
But Blair was quick enough to interfere between me and Warren. With one hand, he blocked Warren’s foot and held back my fist with the other.
“I said the fight was over.” Blair coldly looked at Warren.
Warren’s POV
Blair’s cold stare felt like a wake-up call. It was as if he was trying to see through me, which made me kind of intimidated.
“I’m sorry. I lost control,” I said bluntly. I felt like a laughing stock at this moment, with everyone staring at me.
“Don’t apologize to me. I think that it’s Sylvia you should apologize to,” Blair said seriously.
I looked at Sylvia, who was still on the floor. With her hair wet with sweat, she looked like a drowned mouse. She looked back at me with those beautiful eyes, except they were filled with confusion.
I averted her gaze, feeling a little guilty. But I still couldn’t bring myself to say anything.
Sylvia managed to stand up. “It doesn’t matter. It was a sparring session. Getting injured is no big deal. Besides, I’m totally fine.”
“Are you really?” Blair raised an eyebrow. He then turned slowly to me. “You should still apologize at the very least. I already declared that the fight was over, but you still kept kicking Sylvia. What’s going on with you? It’s not like you to lose control of yourself.”
“I said I’m fine. I don’t think Warren meant it,” Sylvia shrugged. With her arm, she wiped the sweat off of her forehead and smiled weakly. “We’re classmates, after all.”
The sincerity in Sylvia’s eyes made me feel even more shame. I would have preferred she did not forgive me instead of acting so nice.
I could feel eyes staring at me from all directions, which made me nervous. Unsure what to do next, I just turned around and left.
“Why are you just leaving? Shouldn’t you apologize for hurting someone?” Behind me, Flora mumbled.
Harry also reached out and stopped me. He had on a provoking smile. “Where do you think you’re going? You haven’t apologized yet.”
“Fuck off!” I shoved past his shoulder, heading straight for the gate.
“Fuck you!” Harry tried to chase after me, but someone seemed to have stopped him. I heard some other students whispering about me.
I didn’t care anymore. All I wanted was to get out of this suffocating place.
Sylvia’s POV
As soon as I got off the stage, Flora and Harry immediately rushed over to me.
“Sylvia, come on! We need to get you to the infirmary,” Flora said anxiously.
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