Puck flies through the air heading towards my head with his foot out flying kicks, powerful, fast I could move if I want, but I want to show him something I thought to myself as he approached I yawned bored, finally he was a breath away form my face when I caught his foot, he looked at me baffled still looking like he was in mid kick after a few seconds he fell upside down hanging by the foot I caught I laughed as he struggled to get free, when he realised he couldn't he began to rapidly punching me in the ribs, so fast his two fists seemed to become eight and each hit like a bullet, he is using the famous one inch punch, which is able to do a lot more damage then a regular punch, I quickly dropped him. I coughed and spluttered Puck landed gracefully on his feet and charged towards me darting this way and that " ok it's time to stop messing about" I thought to myself my face turned from soft and almost mocking to serious and hard my eyes almost on fire I stood rea...