"You're tough," Kyle muttered, shaking his head in disbelief. "I don't know how you're still standing."
Lora's lips curved into a faint smile, though she was clearly struggling to stay on her feet. "I told you, Kyle… I'm not holding back."
Kyle felt some respect for her from her action. Even after taking a hit like that, she wasn't giving up.
But he couldn't let that distract him. He still had to end this, and he had to do that soon, before she could have some chance to recover.
He took a step forward, his eyes locked on Lora. "I'm sorry, Lora. But I
can't hold back either."
Kyle shot forward like a bolt of lightning, faster than how he usually moved.
His body was a blur of energy as he closed the distance between him and Lora.
Lora's eyes widened in shock as she tried to react, but it was too late. Kyle was already upon her.
With a fierce battle cry, he unleashed a powerful punch at her, aiming directly for her torso.