The man leaned in and then rushed straight for Mark who instinctively put up his arms in defense, though he wasn't very confident in his new body.
"They're so thin, he's going to punch right through them!"
At the last minute, he tried to jump to the side, but his decision had come too slow, the man's heavy fist grazed Mark's shoulder and sent him spinning into the wall on his left. He impacted with quite a thud, and almost didn't catch himself as he rebounded off the wall and fell to the ground.
"Gee, you already out of this fight?"
Mark tried to turn his head to see his adversary, but the next strike came so fast that any kind of reaction was impossible. A fierce kick to the abdomen sent him up into the air and was followed by a two handed bash to the head. Mark was down again.
The man found this hysterical.
"I haven't seen something this pathetic, ever. I dunno what constitutes a win in this contest, but I know you need to be alive for me to claim that prize, lucky you. I think I'll just knock you cold!"
The man walked over and grabbed Mark's head, lifting him off his feet.
"Oh, and just so know, my name's Randy, nice to meet ya!"
He began punching Mark in his stomach with his free hand, repeatedly. Mark was squeezing his arm in a vain attempt to break free, but with every hit, his grip weakened, until he arms just went limp.
"Guess it's g'night for this lady."
Randy drew back his arm for the knockout punch, and unleashed it, his fist flying towards Mark's face. But then it missed.
"What in blazes?"
Suddenly, Randy yelled in pain and released Mark, who fell flat to the ground.
"Leave."
Randy turned his scowling face, and saw a man behind him. He had an open, non aggressive stance; arms to his sides and legs straight, but he had a powerful aura of sorts that came through his serious expression and tone of voice.
"What's it to ya? You come in all high and mighty in your expensive suit and start to give around orders? Not to me you don't."
Randy rushed him, feigning a punch before diving at his legs with a low kick. However the man reacted instantly, as if he could read Randy's mind, and jumped over his attack while taking the opportunity to land his own kick to Randy's face. He then immediately ran after his careening body and caught it mid flight. Picking up momentum, he ran Randy straight into a wall. Randy just got up, roaring, now he was enraged.
"Now I'm just gonna deliver some kind of beat down!"
But no one was there, neither the man, nor Mark.
"What?"
Randy clenched his fists and turned around to punch the wall.
"Get out here now!"
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