Blow after blow landed against the poor kid's face and body. Xenotime had stopped playing, and whether Aeolia was a novice or not, she had grown tired of the game and wanted to end it all quickly.

And that was accomplished by a well assumed upper cut to the chin. It was a powerful hit, and the five was enough to knock the young man of his feet and back into the wall where he slide down to lay in a crumpled heap on the pavement. It was done, that was it. With a curl of her lip the lieutenant stared down at they page, contemplating taking his energy, or even his star seed, but in the end she felt it wasn't even with her time.

With a last dismissive snort, Xenotime crossed her arms and strode away.

syusaki
Yuppers, I dub this complete!