Chapter 221 - Fighting Glen (2/2)
”Did Lucius tell you to do this?” he asked. He didn't really want to fight with Glen. Though he appeared a bit gaunt in the face, he had a strong body. Moreover, he was told by Glen himself that he was trying to specialize as bodyguard and extraction specialist. That implied that Glen would need to have a strong body, high combat awareness and skills.
”No. No. I just want to know what you are capable of. I need to know who a bit about your capabilities. Didn't have much time before, but I believe this is the best chance for us to get acquainted with,” said Glen.
Balthazar still didn't respond, but he understood that Glen had a valid point. He still didn't want to bet on it as he was sure he wouldn't have an advantage in the bare handed fight. Glen didn't say anything like no-bladed weapons which he used to defeat Max by using his belt. So, he wouldn't have a good chance to win. Even with weapons, he doubted to have a good chance to win if they fought in a ring.
”You are worried about the bet?” asked Glen guessing Balthazar's thoughts. ”Forget the bet. Let us have a good fight. I will try the game even if you lose. No training from me unless you want it. Does this sound good?”
”I am not worried about the bet,” lied Balthazar with a poker faced smile. He was slightly pissed that Glen had guessed his thoughts correctly, but he didn't want let him think so. ”We shall fight three rounds then.”
”Yes, let us not put any bets, we shall enjoy the fight. I was being a bit aggressive with that suggestion,” said Glen. Bets were usually good tool to motivate people to give their best, but he realized that Balthazar's mindset was not that of an easily irritable man who could be baited in that manner. So, he gave up the talk about the bet.
”I will set up an arena and send you the details by mail,” said Glen as he put on the somnium headgear without waiting for Balthazar to reply. Balthazar was a bit angry but he calmed down. ”He took back the bet of his own accord. At least he has a compassionate personality even if he is probably going to beat me up in the match,” thought Balthazar as he also put his headgear on.
He received a mail as soon as he logged in. He clicked the link specified in the mail finding himself in fight arena. It was a large circular room about 10 metres in diameter with the ceiling at a height of 5 metres with no windows or any items. Glen was sitting on the other side with his hair tied up, dressed in a shorts and wrapping cloth straps around his fists.
”I initially felt like using a proper ring like that used by wrestlers and boxer, but later felt that this is better to get acquainted with your style of fighting in real-life scenarios,” said Glen. ”I prefer to fight like this. Was a boxer and wrestler in college. No rules. Since, it is virtual. Incapacitate, break bones and even kill.”
”That sounds like a bad idea. Even if it is virtual, aiming to kill is waste especially without weapons for the purpose of learning about the others style. I know you have probably trained a lot at close combat, but you can try your best to incapacitate me. Though, it wouldn't be that easy to get a hold of me. Even though I can't defeat, I know enough to avoid my opponents,” replied Balthazar as he chose to have a tight fit black shirt and trousers as he was used to in his previous life as an assassin.
”Fine, let us start,” said Glen as he came running close to Balthazar. It only took three steps for him to jump across a distance lose to 10 metres and he leaped at his opponent aiming a punch with his right hand at Balthazar's groin. He didn't expect Glen to go for that area. Even if it is virtual, the pain and other settings were set to normal in the fight and none one wanted to experience unnecessary agony if they could. He expected him to fight similar to that of a boxer going by his choice of clothes, but he realized that Glen chose them just to give him the wrong impression. He had his arms ready, left one on guard and the right raised like a boxer instead.
Balthazar's back was just a couple feet from the wall and he was sure that even if he tried to evade to the side or backwards Glen's fist would be successful in hitting him at some joint which would put him at a disadvantage for the rest of the fight.
When evading was not a good option, many try to just exchange damage to one another. It was a valid strategy, but Glen was already prepared for it. He was waiting to see what Balthazar could do. Balthazar had already fallen in his trick, so he was sure he would have an advantage whatever Balthazar did.
Balthazar was surprised, but he spent a past life trying to avoid low blows and shameless attacks. ”Nice trick,” said Balthazar as Glen got closer. ”But not good enough. You wont get any advantage.”
Balthazar waited till his opponent's fist was less than a feet close to his groin and jumped a foot back while bending low. Keeping his left hand on guard to protect his abdomen, he reached for Glens arm with his right. Glen had already thrown a punch and had put most of his momentum behind it, but he was also an experienced fighter and knew that his punching arm would be caught by his opponent. Still he continued as it would be a waste of effort if he pulled back now and at the very least, he felt that Balthazar would have to put more effort in blocking it.
Balthazar caught onto Glen's right arm with his own and using it along with his right foot as fulcrum he turned around showing his back to Glen while throwing a blind punch at the point where expected Glen's face to be. As expected, his face made contact with Glen, but instead of face it was his chest.