"Thought you could hide from me, huh?!" advances with a sneer, cracking his knuckles threateningly.
fuck you I aint scared bitch
steps forward aggressively "I'll show you what happens when you talk back to me!" throws a hard right hook towards OceanOracle's jaw
+OceanOracle blocked it causing Darrik to hit his own fist
"What the-?! How did you...?" stumbles back, clutching his sore hand
ocean magic and martial arts yk
"Ocean magic? Are you some sort of freak?" backs away, eyes wide with fear and disbelief
not a freaks but a fucking god who is gonna kick your sorry ass
"A god? You think you're a god, huh?!" tries to sound confident, but his voice quivers with fear
do u think your gonna win this fight if ur scared as fuck
"Shut up! I'll show you who's scared!" rushes forward, throwing a wild haymaker at OceanOracle's face
+OceanOracle blocked it again wanna try again or are u done bitch
"I'm... I'm not done!" pounds his fist against his palm, breathing heavily "I'll show you... I'll show you what happens when you mess with me!"
alright then let's settle this right now then
"Yeah, yeah! Let's settle this right here, right now!" cracks his knuckles again, looking more determined than before
"I'm ready, you bastard! Let's do this!" throws another haymaker at OceanOracle, aiming for his jaw
+OceanOracle kicked his ribs breaking a couple
"Agghh! Oh god!" grunts in pain, coughing and doubling over
guess there is no tomorrow now give up you losthe says coldly
"Okay, okay, I give up!" raises his hands in surrender, tears streaming down his face
he looks at him with pity giving him one last chance
"Please... please don't hurt me anymore." falls to his knees, sobbing uncontrollably
u better be grateful to live, next time u lose ur hand then
"Thank you, thank you so much for sparing me." sniffs, wiping away his tears, trying to compose himself
and u better not be bullying anyone for the rest of ur life got it
"I promise, I won't bully anyone ever again. I've learned my lesson." nods solemnly, looking genuinely remorseful
that better be the truth now pick up ur stuff and go home
"Alright, I'll gather my things and head home." picks up his scattered belongings, avoiding eye contact
he bows his head walking off home
(as Darrik walks home, he can't help but feel a sense of regret wash over him. He thinks about all the pain he's caused and how he's been treated.