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Chapter 9.4: Torn & Conflicted
AMBROSE
August quickly got into his fighting stance, and even though I didn't need to do any of that, I felt like I just had to play this early round and make August feel the need to be alert. I went on my fighting stance as well, but I didn't waste time. I was already inching my way to deal a punch, and he was lucky enough to have dodged it. After that snappy dodge from him, I was quick to change course; I managed to land my fist on his chest. It was a weaker punch because I didn't have enough time to gather up some strength, and August looked fine after it. He jumped a distance away from me, and we ended up roaming around in a circle for about a minute. I may have underestimated this guy, so I decided to mirror his moves and waited for the right opening. I kept my eyes locked on his arms and fist for a while.
August was about to send a punch, but I saw right through it and dodged it perfectly before eventuall
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