Bros For Life
William took a step forward, and Rebecca took three steps back.
Several images flashed through her mind and she hurriedly covered her mouth with both of her hands, in order to prevent herself from throwing up. Her expression became extremely pale, which was unbecoming of the label of a young genius born every few hundred years.
Seeing his opponent's pretty face dyed with panic, William came to a realization. A devilish smile appeared on his lips as he lowered the chamberpot in his hands.
"Do you still want to fight?" William asked.
Rebecca firmly shook her head. She would rather concede than face a fate that was worse than death.
"So you concede?" William inquired as the smile on his face widened.
Rebecca nodded like a hen pecking rice. Her hands were still blocking her mouth, so she wasn't able to utter any words. Even so, her action was more than enough to tell everyone that she had lost the will to fight.