My Werewolf System
chapter-393-2

Looking at his fist, Numba could tell although he had hit Sty, it wasn’t a full contact hit. Sty had still managed to react at the last second, pulling his body back and allowing for most of the energy to disappear.

Although there was blood, it wasn’t a solid hit, and Numba knew that Sty wasn’t badly hurt, but it did manage to get a reaction out of Sty.

“I see. You think you’re now a someone ever since you met him. You have some sort of strange confidence around you.” Sty shouted, but it was getting harder to understand him. Almost as if his voice was getting muffled.

Looking down and avoiding eye contact, Sty had tensed both of his arms.

“You are still nothing!” Sty charged forward.

His wings flapped fast, and Gary could hear his fast heart rate from here. It was faster than he was at the start, the fastest he had moved in the fight so far.

‘It’s like I thought. Humfree was right. These scouted students are good. I only got the upper hand because I had the element of surprise. Sty probably never even had to go all out against someone before. So he thought he could do the same with me.’ Gary thought.

Numba, seeing the change in speed, had somewhat panicked and just charged forward again. He was hoping for blind luck as he threw out his hand.

‘If he moves faster, I can get to him faster as well.’ Numba thought, unsure if his timing was right or not.

That was when he could see something green coming straight towards him. It hit him in the face, and the substance was quite sticky. Immediately Numba threw out his fist, but it hit nothing but air as he tried to figure out what was on his face.

“My eyes!” Numba cried, he could feel they were slightly burning. At the same time, the sensation was felt all over his skin. While in pain, a great force was felt right in his stomach. It was a strong kick that lifted both his feet off the ground.

The next second , and an axe kick was thrown straight on his back, hitting him back down and sending him onto the floor. The Burning sensation, bruises and pain were felt all over his body.

Seeing this, Sty flew up in the air, as high as possible, and now that everyone could get a good look at him, they could see the change in his body. It was his mouth. It had elongated, looking now like a large tube with a few hairs growing around it.

More and more, Sty was looking like a giant fly and seeing this; something clicked in one of the student’s heads.

“That has to be some type of acid,” Izzy explained. “Fly’s before they eat their food they have to break it down, turn it into liquid form. If he’s based on some type of Fly beast like we have seen so far, then that acid has to be quite strong, that was thrown up.”

“You’re saying there’s like super sick on Numba right now?” Ian replied.

“Yeah..and if it got in his eyes…I’m afraid that Numba might not be able to see anything at all.”

It was a tense situation, and Gary was getting more nervous by the second. Had he given Numba too much hope in him just being able to hit him? Once again, Gary was feeling like he was unable to help. After Numba had helped him get into the facility in the first place, Numba had been met with difficulties, and Gary had just been making his life harder, not easier.

‘You can do it…come on.’ Gary thought.

Numba had placed his hands in a press-up-like position, trying to get his body off the ground. He had only been hit three times in total, four if one counted the strange green goo which had already dissolved but was still hurting him.

Yet, he was probably in more pain than last time. Still, with his body shaking, Numba knew he needed to do something. With a strong explosive push, Numba pushed off the ground, and his whole body was lifted in the air.

He was a good metre off the ground, and soon he landed but quickly fell to one knee. Opening his eyes, they were stinging badly, and everything was a blur as expected. There was no way for him to see anything.

Sty had noticed this and his slow movements. He thought now that his prey had been injured it was time to go in. From this high up, he was able to pick up speed diving down. The speed was getting faster and faster, and he was getting closer to Numba.

“I can’t watch this. How is he meant to do anything if he can’t see!” Ian cried out.

“Well, there is one thing… but…”Izzy had a thought and was wondering if Numba had the same.

Finally, realising that nothing could work, Numba stood up and began crouching his legs. Gary had noticed his fist was tense as well. If there was one thing Numba would never do, it was giving up.

The next second, Sty had crashed with his fist hitting Numba. It had landed so hard that his fist went through Numba’s horn. As it pushed down with force, the horn snapped off, breaking it. Blood was spilling out, and extreme pain was being felt, but now Numba knew where Sty was.

The fist continued to go down towards Numba’s face, but at the same time, using all the strength in his legs, Numba jumped up, and threw his fist in an uppercut. Not only had his legs emptied an explosive power, but his fist as well as it suddenly went towards Sty’s face as well.

Turning his head slightly, both of them tried to lessen the damage as much as they could, and at that moment, Sty’s fist landed right on Numba’s face, and his vision was turning black, but Numba’s fist had landed directly on Sty’s as well.

Numba fell to the ground on his back, his face hit, while sty had crashed to the ground, breaking the flooring. It had caused some dust to be hit up, but one thing was clear. Both of the contestants were lying still on the floor, not moving.

“Is this a…draw? What happens now?” Gary asked.