Kevben was disappointed when his opponent didn't come charging at him, for he had planned something for such an event to happen. Cursing under his breath, Kevben began to circle his opponent wearily as he tried to come up with a new plan of attack. Whoever had taught Leon, he had learned his lessons well, Kevben noted, as he examined how Leon held himself, ready to strike but also appearing to be relaxed about it. It was then that he had noticed that the crowd that, moments ago was cheering, was now so silent you could have heard a pin drop. His breath was shaky at best, coming in raggedly, but he was determined to fight Leon despite how weak he felt.<br/><br/>With his grip tightening on his hammers, Kevben charged at Leon while shouting at the top of his lungs, "There is no retreat, no surrender. Only death!" as he closed the gap between the two. Knowing his opponent would anticipate his moves, Kevben began to throw a flurry of blows at Leon, a number of feigning blows will only a few of them were meant to actually hit. These he aimed towards important parts of the human body, mainly the joints at the shoulders and the hands, but he also aimed a blow or two at Leon's stomach to try and knock the wind out of him.