The distance between them closes instantly.
Lithoovert launches his left fist—
SKHAAAAAAAHMNHH!
—Jiza reacts and manages to tilt his body aside.
PKCWLHAAAAHMNHH!
Lithoovert's attack tears through empty air.
"And I pity you even more now."
In an instant—
CPKTHAAAAAAAAHMN!
Jiza's attack slams heavily into his abdomen—
KCAHMN—KTHAAAMH!
—landing cleanly as internal pressure crashes violently into his organs.
"BLUARK—!"
Lithoovert spits a mouthful of blood.
His face twists in pain.
KRRK!
His left hand clenches tightly.
HLAAHM!
He draws it behind his body and swings it swiftly—
a hook aimed at the abdomen.
Jiza reacts and retreats half a step.
However—
"EHMPH?!"
Jiza freezes for a brief instant.
Lithoovert abruptly redirects his attack toward an exposed vital point—
KRTAAAAAAAHHMMN!
The strike crashes into Jiza's left ribs near the spleen.
"EMPPHHH!"
Jiza hisses.
CKAHMN—CTHAAAMN!
Lithoovert continues driving his fist into the same area, worsening the internal damage inside Jiza's body.
"ARGKTH!"
Jiza hisses again.
Lithoovert keeps pressing forward.
His left fist retracts before shooting straight upward from below—
SWOOSH—CTKRAAHM!
The uppercut lands squarely on Jiza's jaw.
"KHHGGG!"
He hisses repeatedly as his head snaps upward.
Grinding his teeth, he forces himself through the pain.
Lithoovert gives him no respite.
He pulls back his left fist—
SWOOOSHH!
—and launches his right.
CRAACK—THAAAAAAHNMM!
The brutal punch crashes into Jiza's right ribs—
SWHAAAAAHMNHH!
—sending his body airborne and far beyond Lithoovert's reach.
BRAK—KHAMNNHH!
Lithoovert stomps the ground.
WRAK—CRAK—KRAKK!
Cracks spread beneath his footing.
SCKWHAAAAAAMHH!
He bursts forward, instantly reaching Jiza while he is still suspended in the air.
His lead hand shoots straight from his chin as his wrist rotates downward—
CKTHAAAAAAAHHMM!
—a jab lands cleanly.
Lithoovert rotates his hips and rear foot inward, driving his rear hand straight toward Jiza—
CTKHAAAAAAHMNNH!
—a cross lands solidly.
His attacks continue to connect one after another without resistance or even a proper defense from Jiza.
Lithoovert grits his teeth.
His breathing surges rapidly through his nose.
He is already heavily exhausted.
His face tightens, yet he forces himself onward, maintaining overwhelming pressure against Jiza.
Lithoovert glares at him with burning fury.
Once more, he swings his rear arm upward in an arc before bringing it down through the guard Jiza is trying to form—
KCTKWHAAAAAMMHH!
—the overhand crashes into him with tremendous force.
Strike after strike continues to land.
Every punch from Lithoovert finds a vital point on Jiza's body.
Only the finishing blow remains.
HUH—HAH—HUH!
His breathing is now harsh and frantic.
His chest rises and falls violently.
His pupil-less eyes glare forward.
Yet he forces himself onward one final time.
GRKK!
Lithoovert grits his teeth.
He draws his arm completely behind his body.
One final thrust.
A straight punch aimed at Jiza's face.
A blow intended to bring him down.
To end the battle.
SLWHAAAAHMNH!
The straight punch is unleashed, driven forward with tremendous speed.
Within an impossibly narrow opening—
—Jiza reacts and tilts his body aside—
SCKPHWAAAAAHNMM!
Lithoovert's attack tears through empty air.
Disbelief spreads across Lithoovert's face.
Jiza immediately pulls his fist behind his body—
counterattacking the utterly exhausted Lithoovert.
KTKCHAAAAAMHHNN!
A powerful check hook crashes into the abdomen.
KCKTHAAAAAAAHNM!
A thrust drives toward the sternum.
KRCK—KHAAAAAMNN!
An elbow slams into the ribs.
However—
Lithoovert still manages to draw his fist behind his body and launch it upward toward Jiza's jaw—
SWOOSH—CTHAAAHM!
Jiza beats him to the strike.
His attack lands beneath Lithoovert's raised left elbow, stopping just before the chest.
"What a shame..."
Jiza's counterattack follows.
His right arm rotates backward in a wide circular motion, swinging upward from below—
SPKCWLHAAAAHMNH!
—the bolo punch lands with immense weight and devastating force.
"...you are also facing someone who has only recently been blessed, guided..."
The strike lands cleanly.
A sharp pain spreads throughout Lithoovert's entire body.
His body is thrown briefly into the air.
Half-conscious.
Every vital point left completely exposed.
SLSHSWSHH!
One foot steps forward.
HLOOP!
One arm bends and draws behind his body.
WLHAP!
His torso lowers slightly while the other arm bends before him.
Jiza lowers his head as well.
He has fully settled into his stance.
"...by dozens of techniques of my own creation, techniques that continue to evolve and develop through every battle I have experienced..."
He raises his head once more.
His sharp gaze locks onto Lithoovert, who still hangs briefly in the air before falling.
"...that is who I am, Lithoovert!"
CRAK—SKWLHAAMNH!
Jiza drives both feet into the ground and instantly launches himself forward, rushing to reach him.
However—
"EHMP?!"
His breath catches abruptly.
WLAAHSH!
Lithoovert spins through the air, his right arm drawn behind his body. His left knee rises to chest level as he prepares to swing and unleash his fist—
CHAK—BRAKK!
Jiza lands on the ground first.
His brows furrow.
"Damn it," he mutters.
SCKHWAAAAHMNHH!
He pushes off the ground and leaps far beyond Lithoovert's reach—
CKTAAAAAAAAAAMHH!
The attack lands a single step in front of Jiza—
WRAK—KHAAAAAMHH!
—smashing the ground apart, cracking and shattering it instantly.
"Damn."
Jiza leaps away once again.
But—