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Whatever Martha might have said, you don't here as you walk out into the rain, dropping your torch in favour of flexing your fingers as you ball them tightly into a fist.

"Oh? Do you really think you can beat-"

The blond fuck is cut off as you roar and throw the hardest haymaker of your life.

It's good, hitting him square on the nose and you feel a distinct crunch as it breaks under the impact.

What's surprising though is the flare of scarlet that accompanies your punch and washes through the prat's head as he staggers, before he's launched backwards through the air, fetching up out cold on his back some ten feet away, spread eagled and with a look of surprise and fear on his face.

You breathe raggedly as blood drips down your knuckles and you see a red-grey aura surround the selfish fuck as you come down from the towering, burning rage you feel.

Then Gareth is grabbing your arm and turning you to look at him.

He's alarmed, moreso than you've ever seen him before as he reaches out to touch your forehead with two fingers before there's a moment of disorientation before there's suddenly sound in the world again, your hand is throbbing you're cold as ice from the rain and Martha's tying the sobbing heir up.

You've seriously fucked up his face with that punch and you're spattered with blood.

"Arceus Alex, don't scare me like that!" Gareth shouts over the rain and wind, before he hugs you. "I thought we were going to lose you." He says, before he releases you.

>...What?
>Wait, what just happened?
>I'm sorry. I lost my temper there for a minute, that was beneath me.
>Serves the cunt right.
>Other