Chase growled and threw his hoodie on the ground. He wore a skin right Under Armor shirt which rippled with his muscles. Chase hated sports but without his hoodie on, he looked like a weightlifter. "Steele toe combat boots, not that it matters." His boots put on a lot of weight which made his kicks just a little slower. But Chase was still fast even with them on. He sprinted toward James once again, throwing a flurry of furious punches and jabs at the boy's stomach and chest once again. He finished with an uppercut that struck James on the chin. As a warning, though warning was well beyond at this point, Chase leaped up sent a strong kick into James's gut.