Chapter 42 - Theoric vs Olik (2/2)

Theoric dodged and threw one of his own, landing a solid hit in his gut only to receive a small grunt from Olik who tried to grab him in a bear hug. Theoric putting his hands up pushing against his attempt as he delivered a kick to his stomach which pushed him back.

Olik's new strength and weight, kept him grounded though as he ran in for another attempt, scooping up Theoric who underestimated his long reach.

Theoric g.r.o.a.n.e.d in protest as Olik squeezed him tighter, then to Theorics surprise Olik came in with his fangs to bite him, luckily his reflexes kicked in as he automatically put up a shield layer preventing his fangs from puncturing.

Olik continued to try and bite through much to Theoric's irritation as he angrily pulled his head back and slammed his head into his teeth breaking them. Olik wailed back from the pain releasing Theoric who lowered his shield layer as he ran up intending to finish him with his fists alone.

Theoric still believed the fist was the most reliable weapon he had after his recent experiences where he pushed his powers to the limit and came up short, making him a bit nervous to use them in battle despite Gaea's assurance that they would work as intended now. He still didn't know what that meant after waking up and heading out before he could test it.

Running up to the wailing Olik who was holding his mouth in pain. Theoric took the chance to deliver blows against his body as he started to rapidly punch him in the stomach making Olik cough out saliva in misery as each punch prevented him from moving until the next one arrived. Then Theoric unleashed a last hard uppercut against the exposed chin, breaking what teeth were left and sending him flying away.

”Chew on that.”

Theoric followed him as he came crashing down back out into the open area, getting up he looked terrible with his shattered mouth leaking blood as he huffed out, spitting teeth and blood.

Olik seeing him approach grew mad again, letting the pain fuel him as he gave it is all to charge again, throwing a fist out in hopes of squashing the puny Asgardian, still not believing he could lose in his mad state.

Theoric snorted at the attempt as he threw his fist to meet Olik's fist. This time Theoric's fist crashed right through Olik's, breaking a couple of his fingers from where they impacted making Olik let out another painful howl before he tried to throw his left fist which Theoric caught with a grin only to be surprised when Olik headbutted him which hurt them both equally.

Theoric shook his head to snap out of the daze as Olik who was less concerned about pain came in for another headbutt. Theoric positioned himself as he jumped up grabbing Olik's incoming head and kneed him in the face breaking his nose.

Olik dropping back was on his last legs as he madly growled in frustration, his eyes involuntarily releasing tears from the knee strike and ever-increasing pain, refusing to go down as he tightened his unhurt left fist, intending to continue.

Theoric starting to feel bad about it took out his sword intending to finish it,- ”Come, let me put you out of your misery.”