Hundred

BECCA

Everyone has a weakness and some people showed it off while some made sure that was their core form of strength. In this way, the enemy wouldn't know that was your weakness. Sighing, I allowed Patricia to get to me. She punched me in my nostrils first and then I bled out.

I tried taking her leg but she moved backward and then twisted hence I had to turn around which gave her access to my back. She used her back leg to kick my legs and I groaned at the contact. Her hits were stronger than that of Chelsea but I could take her and dodge her hits yet I didn't. I glanced at Ezra, he kept watching. He only watched with no facial expression but he didn't seem to care about me.

To me, he was enjoying my suffering.

“Enough!” Ezra screamed as Patricia was ready to give me two blows in the head which would shut me out if I don't dodge and I didn't plan to do that.

Patricia stopped mid-air, she didn't look like she wanted to do it anyways but it seemed like someone was castigating h