Part two: Zack vs Luke- Final Face off
I slammed my fist into his chest. My skill level is one step higher than his. This is more than enough to knock him out. When my fist made contact with his chest, he flew backwards and fell to the ground.
Luke made a low muffling sound, blood is dripping from his mouth. His twisted face is twisted even more.
"No way, how is this even possible?" This is a sham!"
"Please get me out of here!" Luke yells.
Luke's reasoning had failed him, and he couldn't believe what was happening in front of his eyes: loss, frustration, anger, disbelief, and fear. Luke experienced every possible emotion in a matter of minutes.
With his injured chest, he attempted to stand. He knew Zack had crossed the barrier and reached Special Trained at this point. He felt that this was no longer a fair duel.
"You, please let me go!" Luke began to rant while pointing a trembling finger at Zack.