Am I supposed to run?

Rafael relaxed a bit when his anticipation became reality; Regin tuned the tides and Miles was pushed to the receiving end and most importantly, he was unable to dodge, parry and evade all strikes but unfortunately, the blows dealt on him nearly did nothing. The hardest of blows only managed to make him stagger backwards while all the kicks were just too ordinary and unworthy of note.

Rafael clenched his fist wishing he could get into Regin's shoes and try to turn the tides but he knew he couldn't maintain the attack flow if it were him. Regin was simply a good tool to use when it comes to attacks.

"What does Regin do when I am outside fighting any opponent?" Rafael immediately realized he had a role to play which was mainly encouraging and looking out for exploitable flaws in the opponent's move and lifted his eyes to make contributions but it was simply too late, Regin had been grabbed by Miles string fists.

From Miles' body evolved a bigger pressure than ever before which seemed b
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