I let out a grunt at the impact of the punch. My cheek started to throb like a bitch. Tears sprung at the back of my eyes my eyes and blurred my vision for a second before I tried regulating my breathing pattern.

Okay, you got this. You got this.

I caught sight of Levy's frown and spat at the ground when I tasted the metallic and bitter taste of blood in my mouth. I decided not to overanalyze Levy's expression and focused on the fight.

I quickly moved forward quickly while ...