Pain, frustration, anger, and impatience.
Julian was feeling all sorts of emotions that flooded him all at once. He tried to take deep breaths and calm himself down, but the overwhelming emotions wouldn't let up.
It was the first time for him to feel all these emotions all at once, and it felt very weird and foreign to him.
With Thorsten's fists smashing into his guard, he wanted to do nothing but fight back, but he couldn't.
The poison, lack of blood, and crippling pain all combined to paralyze him.
'Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!'
As Julian gritted his teeth, his neck muscles bulged out and throbbed like they were about to snap.
"Sharpening Ed—"
Julian moved his hands, but Thorsten smacked them away and then buried his fist into his abdomen.
It all failed!
Every single technique he tried to attempt failed. It was as if Thorsten was always one step ahead.
