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As usual, Mic is getting his but kick while sparring with Kal. He always does. No sooner does he figure out one trick and Kal pulls something else out.

A flurry of kicks had Mic backed up against the wall... again. This was one of Kal's favorite tactics because with nowhere to go, eventually a he lands a blow and you find yourself in a place between his foot and the wall, neither of which easily gives.

Mic knew it was coming, as Kal again barraged him with a series of front kick, side kicks, and round house kicks, and Mic was starting to feel good that so far he's been blocking everyone of them.

"I think I'm starting to get this" Mic grinned as he blocked yet another kick.

"You think so..", Kal responded, "What if I told you I'm holding back...."

"Are you?"

Kal smile devilishly and the speed of the kicks started intensified. Mic kept blocking, but no sooner did he block one kick, another was right behind it. Mic kept deflecting until Kal threw a series of kicks to the midsection. Mic quickly dropped his guard to ward off the teepee kick to his gut, but then saw a side kick going straight toward his face.

Not really wanting to get kicked in the jaw again, Mic jumped in the air so the kick would land in his chest where it would cause minimal damage. But Kal quickly converted the side kick upward, landing right underneath Mic's jaw.

Kal did not retract his leg but rather locked it into place and leaned forwarded pinning Mic to the wall, suspended two fee above the ground. Mic grasped Kal's leg and was able to alleviate most of pressure from his throat, but he was still quite pinned against the wall.

"....auuug.. down....."

"Oh sure... no problem.. but you have to admit this is a rarity... let's enjoy the uniqueness of this predicament for a minute or two and see if you can figure out a way to get down yourself..."

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As usual, Mic is getting his but kick while sparring with Kal. He always does. No sooner does he figure out one trick and Kal pulls something else out.

A flurry of kicks had Mic backed up against the wall... again. This was one of Kal's favorite tactics because with nowhere to go, eventually a he lands a blow and you find yourself in a place between his foot and the wall, neither of which easily gives.

Mic knew it was coming, as Kal again barraged him with a series of front kick, side kicks, and round house kicks, and Mic was starting to feel good that so far he's been blocking everyone of them.

"I think I'm starting to get this" Mic grinned as he blocked yet another kick.

"You think so..", Kal responded, "What if I told you I'm holding back...."

"Are you?"

Kal smile devilishly and the speed of the kicks started intensified. Mic kept blocking, but no sooner did he block one kick, another was right behind it. Mic kept deflecting until Kal threw a series of kicks to the midsection. Mic quickly dropped his guard to ward off the teepee kick to his gut, but then saw a side kick going straight toward his face.

Not really wanting to get kicked in the jaw again, Mic jumped in the air so the kick would land in his chest where it would cause minimal damage. But Kal quickly converted the side kick upward, landing right underneath Mic's jaw.

Kal did not retract his leg but rather locked it into place and leaned forwarded pinning Mic to the wall, suspended two fee above the ground. Mic grasped Kal's leg and was able to alleviate most of pressure from his throat, but he was still quite pinned against the wall.

"....auuug.. down....."

"Oh sure... no problem.. but you have to admit this is a rarity... let's enjoy the uniqueness of this predicament for a minute or two and see if you can figure out a way to get down yourself..."