Not Worth Eating

Midwak, out of a fit of rage, was continuously stomping Gil’s body, one after the other. Now that Gil could use his great speed and strength at the same time, his body was in a smaller state compared to what it was before.

With Gil being a big person in the first place, with a prime body to play rugby, his size was still big while Midwak was more on the leaner side of things. Regardless, Midwak’s foot was digging into Gil’s stomach again and again, as if he was attempting to pound something out of his body.

“You said you beat me last time, you're proud of the person you beat back then huh! Well, a lesson learned, in the future, you should finish off your enemies!” Seeing how the stomping wasn’t killing Gil, Midwak decided to slash him right by his throat.

As Midwak went to reach down, he was grabbed by the wrist; seconds later, his entire body was picked up and slammed onto the floor. Gil continuously slammed Midwak’s body on the floor, side to side, from one to the other.