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Sob's thought recollected. ''Looks like he doesn't get disoriented easily. Time to switch tactics.''

He was done waiting around. He had seen what the kid could do, now it was time to move for the offensive.

He moved like a fencer in a duel, keeping his footwork forward and powerful. He was aiming him for the corner. Right hook, low under-jab, left palm-heel shot to jaw.

Finishing the combo, he placed a foot on one of the ring's ropes and kicked off and forward. Superman punches didn't usually work, but Sob had pulled one off that collided somewhere above the boy's chest level.