Andrew exhaled with a light chuckle. "Not at all. Lauren, your strength is insane—too strong, actually. If I'm not channeling internal energy, just using my body alone, I can't even keep my balance when facing off against you."
Lauren looked skeptical and called out, "Dylan, let's spar for a bit!"
Dylan grinned. "You got it, Ms. Rhodes!"
He intentionally held back, dodging her clumsy punches. However, when one of her wild swings actually aimed straight for his face, Dylan had no choice but to defend. He raised his arms and crossed them over his face to shield himself.
Yet, when the punch landed, it felt less like a soft arm and more like a sledgehammer.
A cracking sound echoed in the lawn, and Dylan's face went pale as cold sweat poured down.
To his horror, he realized his forearm had cracked under the impact. His arms rebounded off his face, smashing into his nose.
Blood burst out instantly.
Lauren gasped and pulled back with a scream. "Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry, D