Alexandra's POV—
Tom lifted me up and slammed me on the floor, with a sickening thud. A painful grunt escaped my mouth. Fuck! He really slammed me hard on the ground. I should have been more careful.
"Did it hurt?" asked Tom. This fucker is smirking at my pain.
Taking the support of the ground, I got up on my feet. I staggered a bit, grabbing the table's edge to support my aching body. My head was spinning. I wiped the blood with my left hand from the corners of my mouth and tried to focus on Tom.
Tom grabbed something and threw it to my feet. I flinched and took a step back when the object hit the ground and rolled over to my feet. It was a water bottle.
"Use it to clean your face."
"Huh?" This word escaped my mouth against my will. I was confused by his actions.
"I said you to use it and then fight me again."
Oh, Tom wants me to drink or whatever I want and then, restart our fight. Uncle, I am sorry but this water bottle pales in comparison to the water bottles that I have in my space. Although, I can't use my space ability in front of this 'gentleman,' can I? I crouched a bit and grabbed it. Ahh! My back really hurts too much. I opened the bottle and drenched my face with the water in it. I gurgled the remaining water and spat it on his bed.
"I h-hope… you won't mind that I spat the d-dirtied water on your bed," I said, throwing the water bottle away.
"I don't mind. I never expect people like you to respect their elders."
"Respect is earned. Geezer, I am not going to respect unless you have earned it from me and believe me, I will never respect someone like you. That water bottle trick is not chivalry. It was just you, wanting to douse his thirst of battle."
I dashed towards him and threw him a punch, targeting his ribs. He caught my punch and pushed me back. This push didn't alter my plans and I kicked him in his face. He took a step back as my kick indirectly hit his left eye. Using his thigh as a springboard, I jumped on it and jumped again, hitting a punch right in his back of the ear. This time, he staggered a bit.
Just as I was about to capitalize on this momentum, Tom grabbed by my neck and threw me like a lifeless-ragged doll across the room. My back hit against the wall and I screamed in pain.
"FUCK!!" I yelled in pain.
[Some protagonist you were.]
The system's tone was fully sarcastic.
'Why are you always available when you have to humiliate me?'
[It's because I like when you get hurt like this. Out of all the people, I had to meet you.]
I ignored his sarcasm and tried to stand up. Even with the bedpost's support, I couldn't stand up.
"What? Finished already?" Tom mocked me.
First the system and then, this bastard. Mocking me is probably like a sport for them. With a loud scream, I forced myself to stand up on my feet. Jumping on the bed, I jumped on him. He caught me and threw me once again with his all strength.
But this time, I changed my balance midair and landed on my feet. Tom frowned at this. He said, "You have adapted to my strength already? Figuring out how my strength works… is not something I had expected from you."
"I like breaking expectations, especially people like you. Also, there is nothing to figure out. The only reason you have still standing is due to the fact that I am already injured."
Glaring at me, Tom let out a battle cry. He dashed towards with his hand curled up in a tight ball. I dodged his punch.
Kicking him in his knees, I dodged another punch and created some distance between us. I have to weaken his knees first. In his entire body, the knees are his weakest part. He does have a very significant strength in his arms but his legs are weak. It's evident due to the fact that he can't run after me.
Just as I had planned, I frequently hit his knees while creating a perfect distance between us.
"Are you scared of me? Why are running after hitting my knees? Can't handle my strength?" Tom yelled in frustration. Hah! Does he think I am an idiot? In terms of strength, he can easily defeat me. If I had my previous body, then I would have been the one to show my strength to him.
This time, I got the breakthrough. Like I had planned, his knees weren't able to handle and he dropped to his knees.
"IT'S THE END!!" I yelled and ran towards him. He tried to get up but his knees didn't support him. I took a clear shot at his face as I kneed him, breaking his nose in the process.
"I… impossible…" Tom wasn't able to complete his sentence as he soon lost his consciousness.