A friendly match (3)

Anderson launched a flurry of kicks, aiming for Erik's midsection with precision. Erik defended with all his might, blocking and evading as best as possible. He countered with powerful punches, aiming for Anderson's head and torso. But his opponent's evasiveness was unmatched, and he slipped through Erik's defenses, landing a swift strike to Erik's ribs.

The awakener winced, feeling the sting of the blow, but he refused to back down. He retaliated with a fierce kick of his own, aiming for Anderson's legs. His opponent responded with a swift dodge without wasting a second, but Erik followed up with a spinning back fist that grazed Anderson's cheek.

"Whoa, that was dangerous," Anderson said as he had just evaded the move.

"More are coming!" Erik said with a smirk on his face. However, he started to get a little bit frustrated. He knew that his friend was not an easy opponent, but the problems he was having while fighting him despite his physical superiority were too great.