Jason caught Daniel's right punch with his bare left hand and instantly fired a right hook straight at his face.
*whoosh*
Daniel dipped under the blow and snapped a sharp left in return. Instinctively, Jason tore his hand free and stepped back, widening the distance between them.
"Hm… You're not that bad, actually," Jason said evenly. "Come on… show me more."
For a moment, Daniel didn't move. He calmly watched Jason's movements, his eyes steady on him.
Though Jason continued to provoke him, his right hand rested near his chin while his left hovered slightly farther out.
"What's wrong, tough guy? Haven't you had your mother's milk? Or did she, heh… never feed you?" Jason taunted.
Daniel absorbed the taunts without a flicker of reaction.
Both were calm and patient. One provoked with words — Jason; the other provoked with silence — Daniel. Yet it was Jason who lost his patience first, charging at him.
*Whoosh*
Daniel dodged his punch.
*Whoosh-Whoosh-Whoosh*
