49. Rite of Claiming 6

Silence fell over the room after Julius spoke those words aloud. It was almost eerie to a scary degree. As both combatants stared each other down, studying one another's posture. They seemed to stand there for eternity. Not moving a inch, the only thing about them that moved, was their chests whenever they took a breath.

Julian would slowly shift the weight of his body, just mere moments before Boris was on top of him. Swinging at him with a fast and heavy right hook.

Before he had the time react the next thing he saw was a sudden blur of white. Followed by the flames of pain. Julian would stumble back a few steps shaking his head, in a attempt to clear his vision right before Boris could land another hit.

But right as his vision cleared enough for him to see. He was quickly met with a left hook the sent him spiraling once more.