Rematch

"Ox Satan? Have you arrived at your castle yet?

I thought you would stay in the hospital a little longer."

"Ha Haa! Don't underestimate me!" He exclaimed pointing to himself.

"How are you? Do you fancy a rematch?" asked Ox Satan again.

Rick raised his eyebrows.

"Oh? No rules?"

"Exactly! No rules. Although on second thought, I can think of an even bigger challenge."

Smiling, Ox Satan flexed his arms.

"Ok ok, enough of the chatter. Let's fight!"

"Well, that's how it works too." Ox Satan spoke.

Leaving his things leaning against a tree, Rick confronted Ox Satan in his form.

of him inflated, shedding his white t-shirt in the process.

"If you won by size, you might have a chance." Rick said with sarcasm

On the other hand, the great beast simply dropped its heavy coat, throwing animal parts to the ground.

*Boom*

"They say that the dinosaur roars only after battles, apparently humans did not evolve enough." Mocked Ox Satan.

The earth shook with each step of Ox Satan, the almost six-meter-tall giant, as he advanced with determination towards Rick, the approximately 2-meter-tall human.

Ox Satan already accepted Rick as a little brother in his heart, otherwise he didn't want to teach him a lesson. Rick, for his part, stood firm, with a defiant look in his onyx eyes. His muscles, as inflated as buns, were tensing in preparation for battle.

The crash was titanic. Rick's football-sized fists hit Satan's body with the force of a jackhammer. Satan, in turn, responded with kicks that sent Rick flying through the air.

The din of the battle was deafening, and the dust raised by his footsteps turned the battlefield into a dense fog, the noise was so much that the citizens in the nearby town rioted accordingly.

Rick, despite his smaller size, was faster and more agile than Satan. He dodged the giant's blows with feline grace, counterattacking with lethal precision. His punches and kicks shattered the earth, leaving craters and cracks in his wake. Satan, for his part, was pure brute force. His blows were slow, but they could crush Rick like an ant.

Rick decided he needed to improve his dodging techniques. Instead of using his compact body to his advantage, he opted for the bulky one. By shaking, he dodged the direct blow and made the wind from the fist scratch the giant's surface.

To that end, he fought with explosive blows using the firmness of his skin, attracting kinetic force to a larger surface area and unloading it by using his arms like whips.

The battle raged on for hours, neither fighter seeming to give an inch.

Every blow from Rick hurt Ox Satan. If they were normal blows, they would bounce off his complexion or, if they were penetrating, they would only loosen his tense muscles.

But each lash received left a cut on the skin or its laceration activated the pain nerves in his skin. On the other hand, Rick, who had already received consecutive collateral damage, felt his back turn to mush as he crashed through 20 trees.

Both were covered in sweat and blood, their bodies covered in bruises and cuts. Fury and determination burned in their eyes, driving them to keep fighting.

Finally, Rick saw an opportunity. Satan, exhausted from the battle, left his right flank unprotected. Rick took advantage instantly, throwing a powerful punch that sank into the giant's chest. Satan roared in pain and fury, but after half a second he couldn't help but laugh.

"And that's where you made your mistake!"

Rick's fist bounced off his left pectoral with inexplicable force.

Rick, who was sent back again, steadied himself as he landed on the ground. But it was too late.

In the time his body recoiled, Ox Satan charged like a bull, tilting his body down at an angle that would be thought impossible for his size.

Rick, with a last-ditch effort, kicked him in the head, with a force that would kill an ordinary human, and even the bull itself. But Satan, whose head was slightly buzzing, didn't move and even kept going. Rick, exhausted, stood in front of him. In a breath, the battle was over and Rick foresaw what would happen when he was hit.

Clash!

The battlefield was a scene of destruction. The earth was cracked and full of craters, trees had been uprooted, and the air was thick with dust and blood. The applause, of the impact of Ox Satan's shoulder against Rick's abdomen rang out.

The tackle continued until it crashed against a solid rock on the mountainside.

As Ox Satan staggered back a few meters, he watched Rick emerge from the star-shaped crater in which he was embedded and stand up in front of Satan.

Rick, with a blank stare, stood before Satan. The giant looked at him seriously. Satan approached the firm body in the crater of the mountainside and carefully grasped him at the waist with his palm.

His body, covered in scratches and inflamed skin, approached his village with steps slightly off balance.

At sunset, his shadow made him look like a child who had his doll in hand and was returning home tired after playing.