64 Not by a long shot

As they watched me slowly eat up the distance between us, their expressions started to get uglier and uglier.

"He-hey you. What do you want to do huh?" One particularly large boy stammered and pointed at me.

I recognized him as one of the unlucky kids who had broken their bones while attacking me earlier that morning.

I clenched my right hand and began to punch my left hand powerfully, creating unusually loud punching sounds.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

"Hey! There's no fighting allowed in the second peak!" The boy shouted loudly to attract the attention of the elders. "NO FIGHTING ALLOWED IN THE SECOND PEAK!"

I ignored him and continued to make my way slowly towards them.

100 paces.

70 paces.

"HEY! WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO!" The little boy shouted, the fear in his voice was evident.

"Shut up!" Victor Long snarled at him. "Stop being a coward! The rest of you. Prepare to defend yourselves!"

Oh what a naive little boy.

40 paces.

10 paces.