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Johnny felt Seth attack his arm as he foolishly swung at him. Before he knew it, his arm fell limp. He heard Seth move behind him and dashed backwards, leaving a wide range between the two opponents. "Shit. Pressure points. Can't believe I let you hit me with that." Johnny felt his arm still sway loosely. He opened his eyes to see Seth take a commanding pose, as if to taunt Johnny.
Luckily his master had taught him how to counteract the numbness. Johnny pulled a pen out of his pocket and slashed across his dead arm, creating a shallow cut along the muscular limb. Johnny winced in pain, but he felt his arm again. "No matter what happens, you can always feel pain." He told his mentor. He chucked the pen to the ground.
It was still hard to concentrate however. His groin was still bothering, providing troublesome distractions that was diverting his attention from the problem in front of him. He shifted around his junk once more. Feeling a bit more comfortable, he took up his fighting stance once again. "Come on, let's go."
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