At this time, the handsome long-haired man and the muscular blonde were facing off in the field, competitive spirit exchanged between them.
Their shirts had long been taken off and they were exchanging weird-but-charismatic moves that seemed very deadly.
Gill seemed to have more focus on kicking attacks, while Brandon was focused more on his fists and punches. It was quite interesting to watch, though they were often distracted by how their muscles flexed and hardened in each hit.
It made them forget their upbringing.
In any case, they tried to focus on the match itself.
Veronica watched Brandon closely, burning all his small movements in her eyes.
He always had his arms bent up with his hands clenched. His elbows were also stuck out in a defensive stance, ready to attack and defend at the same time.
Gill also had his hands up, but his hands were loose, and much of his attacks were from his lower body.
