Under Virginia Daniel's anxious gaze, Blake Fuller nodded calmly in agreement.
He too rolled up his sleeves to his forearms and then walked over to Jerel Edwin.
"Bang—"
Their fists flew, smashing into each other's bodies with a thudding sound as they gripped tightly.
Neither of them gave way; each fought with all their might, and the other did not hold back or feign a retreat.
As Jerel's attacks grew more fierce, Blake did not let up and defended with full force, rarely allowing the attacks to land on him.
Even so, with the intensifying offenses and deft evasions, the fight remained thrilling and intense.
The two fought to a stalemate, the battle ferocious, making it look incredibly blood-pumping to onlookers.
"…"
Caroline Edwin sat on the couch, her eyes calmly watching the scene unfold, her brow relaxed, without a trace of worry.
Seeing her daughter so carefree, Virginia, who was beside her and very nervous, suddenly felt her anger rising rapidly.
