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Both top notch agents, both masters at hand to hand combat, now in a battle like none other. One having already severed his ties to his past, the other trying to keep the past alive. What could happen?

Greg kept moving to each side, dodging every one of Connors attacks. Each one barely missing him.

Connor kept moving. He couldn't help but smile. He was impressed by Greg's fighting skills. He certainly improved from two years ago. "I'm impressed, my friend," he said. "You're actually a real fighter now."

"And you're actually a real cannibal, what's your point?" Greg said as he punched Connor in the face.

Connor laughed as he looked at Greg.

Greg threw another punch at him, but, it was caught.

Connor clicked his tongue as he punched Greg in the stomach and twisted his arm. The cracking of Greg's bones and his cry of agony filled the room as he was pushed into the wall. He fell to the ground panting heavily and groaning.