He looked through his tools and picked up a scalpel tracing Madeline's face with it.
"I really don't like the feeling of that on my face"
Before Damien could register what was going on, Madeline has stood up delivering a kick fiercely to his stomach.
Damien crouched down in pain coughing up bile. She came to his back and sent her closed palms straight to his shoulders. Damien couldn't hold his position and fell to the floor.
He heard a crack and was sure his shoulders were broken, he had coughed up everything and any more would be his gut.
But Madeline was not done with him, "you dare touch my face… my means to richness. Huh?" She raised her legs this time but before she could strike, he swept her to the floor with his hands and rolled away.
Madeline quickly stood up, rushing towards him but by now, Damien had also recovered a portion of his strength. He rushed towards her and started fighting. Madeline didn't choose defense this time and choose to attack directly.
