‘Just a little while longer,… come on, you’re holding back!’ Riley cheered on encouragingly through the relay.
‘Nngh,…’ Lexx recoiled to avoid getting struck again, ‘I don’t want to break anything…’
‘Bah,’ Riley retorted. ‘I don’t break.’
Lexx spun on his heels, keeping his wings back and curved protectively around his sides. They were slowing him down on the ground and Riley was almost as fast as he was. ‘Yeah,… well, I do and busting my knuckles on your chest plate doesn’t appeal to me!!’ The problem with hitting a littan in the face was that it was easy to dislocate their jaws, a problem when you didn’t want to hurt them and also a penalty in battle to go for that weakness. Littans couldn’t bite their opponents, so in exchange, they were never to be hit in the face.
While Riley’s chest was often open for a good blow, Lexx wasn’t about to hit him. Unlike his own chest, Riley’s was protected with an extra layer of thin, hard bone, wrapping over his ribs. An extra layer of protection that really hurt when you hit it. More than one player had broken their hands while fighting a littan and lost that battle. They hadn’t paid attention in class. Punching a littan in the chest was like hitting a brick wall. Close combat was not the way to really fight one.
‘So hit me somewhere else!’ Riley challenged.
‘When did you become a masochist?’ Lexx growled, searching for a way to end this battle as soon as possible.
One thought on “May 16, 2003”
Keiya
Knee him in the balls! Looking at those pants it looks like he DOES keep ’em there.