Unusual Training 1
Ellianor sprinted towards her, who kept an ambivalent look on her face. She was not surprised or even phased.
To taunt him further, she turned around to stare at him directly while she ran, advancing with backsteps.
A clear message that he was not a threat, or able to reach the same pace as her. Ellianor pushed his body forward,m his pace increasing.
He wanted to win and would win because that was what he needed to do. To accept any lesser outcome was not in him.
The rooftops were sturdy, given they were made of metal screwed and nailed together if it was not fused by a blowtorch, able to withstand his sprint and weight with ease.
He had to give it to the structures of the slums, they were solid. Behind Juan was a ledge to another rooftop.
Ellianor pushed his pace forward to try and push her, or play into her dodge instincts and force her to fall off the rooftop, to give him an opening to attack.
"Hm."