Confused.

Eleanor had barely moved.

The crowd became silent.

Marcus attacked again.

Harder.

Again.

Miss.

Again.

Miss.

Thirty seconds passed.

Marcus was breathing heavier.

Eleanor looked exactly the same.

Calm.

Focused.

The instructor whispered:

"She hasn't even started."

Nobody heard him.

But they would soon understand.

CHAPTER 6 — THE CHAMPION STARTED TO PANIC

Marcus was no longer performing.

He was fighting.

And that was the problem.

Because Eleanor noticed something.

"You are angry."

Marcus frowned.