Fight

While everyone was rushing at someone, I started to run to a corner. What, don't same me. It is my first fight. I never learned how to fight. Mama Wyetta wouldn't let me take lessons until I was like ten. Back to the fight, everyone was still up and fighting, but there was one dude who was fighting three people at once.

He looked to be the strongest. He is standing at a staggering eight feet tall. He is a fucking Mack truck of a man. He just ended his fight with it being his win and was charging at the next group. I was relaxing a little because no one seemed to notice me.

I was about to head to another corner so as not to be spotted, but I felt that I needed to jump forward. When I did a foot passed through where my head was moments ago.

"Nice reflexes, little man, but it is time for you to go goodnight." A man who looked like a dwarven troll yelled.

Knowing I had no way to escape I yell, "Come at me you Oompa Loompa troll-looking mother fucker."

The man got red and charged at me. I waited for him to attack. He threw a left hook at me, and I ducked to the right. I was faster than him, so before he could swing again, I sliced my sword at his ribs. When I made contact, there was a loud crack as if I had broken a rid or two of his. Taking the time that he was stunned, I hopped a few feet back.

"That hurt you little bastard. I was just gonna knock you out, but now I am gonna break a few of your bones while I'm at it." He said with a snarl. He came at me again, but this time he was more cautious. He got into a fighting stance and tried to swipe my leg. I used my superior strength to kick his legged. When I kicked him, it felt like I kicked some type of armor. Looking at his legged it was covered in scales.

"You like my quirk it allows me to parts of my skin into scales." He bragged.

Without giving me much time to think he started to attack me again. Deciding to trust in my body's defense, I blocked his right hook and sent a stab toward his abs. Hitting him again I felt the sword vibrate as if I hit metal. He still took a few steps back giving me time to catch my breath.

"You won't be able to break through my scales, so you should just stop trying." He taunted me.

"Shut up. Let me see if I can fix that ugly ass face of yours." I yelled back.

Trying to think of a solution I charged at him. Remembering that I have an advantage in speed, I dodged one of his swings and got into his blind spot. I spun around to gather more momentum and swung my sword hitting the top of his hip.

His hip had an audible crack. He cried out in pain and fell forward. Not wasting the opportunity, I dashed toward his head. I swung my sword like a baseball bat and hit the side of his head. He landed on the ground and was out cold. Taking a break, I realized that I had just won my first fight, but this was not the end of the match, so I must keep my guard up.