“Oh come now Sloth, thou dost not really think this would be an issue. Leaving one’s guard down is also a very bad idea in a fight. Here, let me demonstrate,” Gwynevere told him before leaping into the air and swiftly kicking him in the chest. She may have been smaller, but her strength and all other physical aspects reminded the same as Sloth would likely find out.
Sloth flew back and impacted into the wall, letting a strained gasp as he slid down. He coughed a bit, standing back up. “Okay, full-on fighting…fine, but don’t blame me if you get a few bruises…not like I haven’t given them to you before.” he chuckled, climbing back on to the sofa and cracking his neck. He wasn’t Greed but maybe he could still hold his own. “Just let it be known….YOU wanted this. So if anyone asks, it was YOU. I am NOT going to be charged with abuse.”
“Abuse? Oh Sloth thou needs to think about what thee says. How can this be abuse? It is only a mere form of fighting that revolves around hitting each other. Something like this,” she shrugged before rushing forward in a single bound. She faked a kick but instead went past his head and clothes-lined him. She was about as fast as she was strong. She also knew exactly how to distract opponents. Poor Sloth was not in a good position.
Sloth laid on the ground with a groan. “Damn you hit hard…and your fast…but I’m fast too!” Suddenly he grabbed her leg and pulled her down, tucking in his legs to her stomach and giving her a harsh kick to get her off of him. He got up, coughing. “I’m gonna try and last as long as I can. You can bet on that!”
Gwynevere straightened up as if nothing had happened. She seemed completely unphased. Then again, she was a goddess that knew miracles like the back of her hand.
“Hmm? Oh I’m sorry did thou hit me? I felt a tickle on mine stomach,” she teased him. This was proving to be fun but she didn’t want to shame Sloth or anything like that.
“Oh Sloth. Thy effort is noble, but I am afraid thou is just…” Gwynevere paused as she jutted forward before apparently vanishing. The next thing Sloth heard was Gywnevere speaking into his ear, from behind him. “Outclassed.”
The next thing Sloth would feel would be a fist a slamming into his kidney. She didn’t want to hit his spine on purpose since that could be very messy if she had problems controlling herself. She often did in combat.
Sloth winced as a fist was hurled into his kidney. That hurt pretty bad. Still, he was going to put up a fight! He had to!…well, he didn’t HAVE to, but he wanted to! With a frustrated growl he grabbed her fist and spun it around, before delivering many elbow jabs to her neck. If he was going down, he was going down swinging!
Gwynevere calmly watched him jab her neck. She had it jutted out a bit so she could watch him without getting hit in the chin or something. “Hmmm…art thee done? This part is a bit boring,” she yawned before grabbing his elbow.
“Hmm…I need to be gently on this don’t I?” she pondered what she could before lifting him up by his elbow and throwing him.
Sloth yelped as he was thrown away. “Dammit…” he grumbled, sitting up. “I have to do something! Wait….momentum!” He grinned as he ran to the other end of the room and ran towards Gwynevere at full speed. “Running plus hitting equals a harder hit! simple!” Once he got to Gwynevere he hopped up and extended both of his legs into her face, effectively drop-kicking her. “Sorry if this hurts!”
Gwynevere calmly stood there as his feet made contact with her face. The most that happened was her head moving back about an inch. Other than that, she stayed firmly planted on her feet.
“Slotfh, thfou nheeds…whait…” Gwynvere grabbed his legs and held him up by them so she could talk. “Ah…better. That is a good idea, but think about this. If it will not work when I am a giant, it will also not work when I art smaller.” Gwynevere reminded him as she dropped him onto the ground and then put a foot on top of him.
Sloth made a groan as he attempted to stand up. When he realized he couldn’t, he flopped down. “Fine I give up…” he grumbled, banging his fist against the sofa. “I just hate feeling so POWERLESS compared to everyone else.”
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