I felt a chill on my back.
Master shot me a piercing gaze, my body was filled with pressure. His left hand gave pursuit from above.
Even at this frightening distance, I am able to notice feints of this extent by discerning how much power is exerted into master’s attack.
I am impressed with how good the movement of the feint is.
I ignored my body’s orders to retreat backwards.
Sound came from my molars as I clench my teeth, I stopped moving as I failed to suppress it.
Master noticed my inability to move and switched onto the attack.
A left hook was swung to me who was circling around by sidestepping.
I bent my spine as the punch passed through in a close shave.
“Whoops!”