Se apresuró hacia adelante, abandonando por completo la etiqueta tácita del combate de flujo de luz.
Lanzó una combinación de uno y dos golpes pesada y agresiva dirigida directamente a la cara de mi madre.
Estaba destinado a abrumarla y castigarla por hacer que se vea tonto.
He wanted to put the quiet, baggy-clothed lady back in her place.
I held my breath, terrified that the giant tattooed man was going to crush her.
My mom barely moved.
Sin embargo, de alguna manera, se movió perfectamente.
She caught his heavy jab effortlessly on the thick padding of her right glove.
Ni siquiera parpadeó cuando el cuero golpeó contra su guardia.
She parried the trailing cross with a microscopic, brilliant deflection of her left wrist.
At the exact same time, she slipped her head slightly off the center line.
In that fractured second, Derek was completely overextended.
His posture was broken, his momentum carrying him into empty space.
