Cunning tactic

The brutal stop sent his feathery helmet flying.

Oswald concealed his strength as much as he could by using objects or his opponent's momentum to deal damages. But he was way too evasive, he hadn't tried to hit the man with his fists yet, he was waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike.

The unconventional method he used infuriated the colonel further. The man roared loudly, filling his lungs with fresh air while he forced his diaphragm to work properly. He pointed his finger as if he was about to scowl the warrior. "Fuck you!"

That's when the tables turned. The surplus of provocation bore its fruits, now the one who wanted to exploit the tight spirit of a young boy was loosing his marbles. He was facing an unexpectedly talented fighter.