What The Luck!?

Neils' every step made the dust on the ground snap up. Asher could tell that there was more force than there should be in his movements. 'His power is going to be tougher than I thought. I can't get hit by these punches.' Asher retreated a few steps but was matched by Neils'.

Neil stepped down making his foot crush the ground. The small hole he dug giving him more grip to push forward with a heavy jab. Asher ducked to the side to dodge the blow but felt the snap of the air and the wind fly through his hair.

He heard Art and Jane gasp along with Laura's giggling. They were enjoying the sudden surprise from Neils' super power. Asher didn't have time to shout at them for this and instead was forced to push on toward Neil. The only problem was that there was a second jab already on the way.

Neil's other fist was coming towards Asher's shoulder and he had no time to fully dodge. With a swift turn, Asher managed to move enough so that the blow only grazed him. However, before he knew it the force had turned him around and his arm was swinging much faster than he had expected.

Asher didn't let this momentum go to waste. He gritted his teeth and let the force take him for a ride. H channeled it in to a massive left hook aimed right at Neils' face. Neil had not expected this since most of the time his normal hits would cause his opponent to retreat or even call off the match. Having someone turn it against him was a rare experience.

He wanted to use his super power to defend and absorb the hit but he was unable to do so since he was now releasing the energy pent up within him. Because of this Asher's punch cracked his jaw and finally made him fall back. He was lucky enough to hold his balance but Asher was not going to give Neil the chance to recover.

With his hand and arm feeling numb Asher drove on to make the hit worth it. The next series of punches he let fly were not as strong as the first but made a serious dent in Neil's defenses. Neil had not been ready for another hit and didn't even block.

When Neil managed to regain his stability and retreat he felt that he was on the verge of losing the match. His eyes showed a glint of frustration before he took up his stance and pushed forward with all his might. He gave a jump in the air and forced as much of his pent up potential energy towards his fist.

Asher could only feel that death himself was looking at him as Neil jumped. The punch falling toward him was not one that he could black and his body acted on its own.

Asher dove away from Neil and rolled without any control. The crack that sounded through the entire training field caused every single sparring match to pause and stare at the source of the noise.

Asher felt that the ground had shifted around him and he was rolling towards Neil who was kneeling and panting heavily. Asher wasn't sure one what had occurred overall, but he used his rolling to flick out a backhanded punch. It was not extremely powerful but managed to push Neil over.

"The match is over! Neil is unable to fight any longer." Garnet moved towards them and checked out Neil directly. "You used all the energy you built up at once and it was the reason you lost. If you had held on to enough to stay standing you could have caught him as he rolled." She was a little harsh but it appeared to be motivated to Neil instead of negativity.

"You, I think you have fully accepted that you will be using the rag doll style. If you manage to get the golden egg today, which I have a bad feeling you will, then have the elite home gym system analyze your moves in a combo." Garnet motioned for another staff member which a red arm band.

"Hello head counselor Garnet. Who needs healing?" The staff member was an average looking brown haired woman, but there was a strange energetic air about her.

"His arm is sprained and most likely had some muscle tears from over exertion. And he has a dislocated jaw. Please treat both." Garnet stood up and started to walk away. "Oh, and you need ten more battles to challenge Asher again, that's the penalty for losing." and she was gone.

The staff member started to hum while she poked and prodded Ashers' arm. The strange thing was that there was no pain. Instead, it felt like he had been dosed with pure adrenaline. The heat spread all over his body and he could feel all of his sore muscles and achy joints from training wash away in to a perfect condition. "There we go, all fixed up. You should go eat something before the backlash hits you, your body used more nutrients than you think."

She turned to Neil and did the same actions along with giving him the same order. "My healing speeds up the body's natural healing, but it costs a lot of store nutrition so I can only heal small wounds without causing more damage. Look for me if you ever strain a muscle or dislocate something." The staff member left with a smile and hummed away.

"Hey Laura, do you have any snacks we can have? I feel like I am starting to get really hungry." Asher had the immediate feeling of emptiness and realized it was only getting more powerful. He had been left completely famished in an instant even though he had eaten before he came to the sparring field.

"Sure! I have protein bars, some fruit, more carrot sticks, oh I got these word dried vegetable chips…" Laura pulled a ton of things from a backpack no one had noticed she was carrying. "What? I got this from the camp store while you were all fighting. I grabbed the highest calorie snacks I could to bring with me from there. These vegetable chips are great, one of them is equal to a serving."