Friday, May 24, 2013

100 Words a Day 279

Catch the wrist, move the elbow. Everything was going to plan. He six inch kicked the guy, just like in the form. He smiled to himself as he felt the other guy’s arm being moved by the pressure on his elbow and saw his kick rocketing towards his knee.

He felt a sinking sensation as the other guy lifted his foot and kicked his shin. It hurt, but not as much as watching the guy’s grappled arm corkscrew and hit him in the face.

He released his hold on the other guy as he was thrown backwards, hitting the wall.

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