Fierce battle (4)
"Now it's my turn, go to hell!" Grock roared turning around at his opponent, he bent his knees and immediately jumped, leaving a 3-centimeter-deep footprint in the ground.
"Damn, this is so bad, I have to get away right now! If not..." Koru slightly looked up in fear when he saw his opponent who was 10 meters high and was ready to destroy him.
"Shit, my leg! What's wrong with my leg?" Koru, who wanted to move away, felt something strange about his feet, his fear was too great, to the point that he didn't realize that his legs had gone limp and were also shaking violently, he couldn't even move a bit, as if his feet were stuck in the ground.
"Die you bastard!" Grock shouted with murderous intent, he only needed one strike to defeat his opponent.
"Can not. I will die!" Koru felt desperate and closed his eyes while raising both hands in front of his face as a form of protection.
"Bamm!"