So he stopped holding back and let his leg go soft. Then he twisted his flexible leg around the hand of the man. He held on to it tightly. Next, he used this grip to pull himself to him and punch him.
Zain was taken aback when the metal leg had turned into cable in his hand. He was further surprised when the cable coiled around his arm. This made him jerk his hand back in an attempt to pull away from this weirdness. But that only made him pull Kelvin to him.
Even so, Zain was not caught away by the clawed fist trying to impale him. He brushed the fist away with an expert maneuver of his free left hand. But then another clawed fist came for his chest.
Zain's right hand was being tied up by the cable leg, so he can't use it to block this attack. He also couldn't avoid the attack by dodging. His speed had been almost nullified by the grip on his right hand.
But he was an experienced fighter with good instincts. He realized that he didn't have to clash with the fist at all. He decided to turn Kelvin's ingenious move against him by swinging his right hand around.
Kelvin was holding tightly to Zain's right hand for his dear life. This meant he couldn't stop himself from being smashed over and over again against the ground like some doll.
Srill, he didn't let go of the hand. He knew he would be doomed if he did. After all, he couldn't match his enemy's speed at all. So he began grabbing for everything and anything that he could use to stabilize his position.
Wrath called to him again and again, "Grab his leg. Grab his leg."
He couldn't hear what the shadow spirit said clearly because his ears were ringing due to all the forceful and impactful collisions with the ground.
But he managed to hear the advice in between collisions, and he also managed to twist his other leg around Zain's leg. This made it impossible for Zain to lift him up and down. Unless Zain can tear him in half from his crotch.
That's exactly what Zain set out to do. He lifted his right hand to life Kelvin, but he couldn't do so because Kelvin was anchoring himself to Zain's right leg. But ZIn didn't mind. He continued to raise his right hand in order to tear Kelvin in half.
Kelvin couldn't allow this to happen. Fortunately, with his two legs gripping something, he had enough foothold to fight back. He bent his body and raised it up. Then he punched at Zain.
The same thing was happening again, but Zain's right hand and leg had been locked this time. He only had one hand to resist the attack, and he knew it wasn't going to be enough.
He knew he had one hand while his enemy had two. So instead of competing with his enemy in an area he is disadvantaged in, he decided to shift to his advantage. He decided not to stop the attack at all. Instead, he began punching Kelvin's head and any other area he could hit safely.
He did so while channeling all his power into speed. He knew he was going to be injured by the claws, but he was willing to trade blows. He was willing to bet that he would be able to turn his enemy into slag before he was injured critically.
So he opted for speed. His fist became a blur as they smashed into Kelvin. Kelvin also retaliated with everything he had. He shifted his power into strength and created two more arms so that he could punch double his damage output.
Zain roared, but Kelvin didn't bother to invade his bother through the opening in his face. It is because he can tell that Zain's physique is tough all the way. Sure, his internal organs might be weaker, but he won't be able to enter his mouth since Zain is sure to grab him and pull him out.
Unlike the man with the protective forcefield he fought before, Zain is too fast and too strong. Zain will surely be able to pull his hand away or simply bite it off.
He couldn't target his eyes either because his aim was not accurate. Zain was constantly moving around which made targeting specific parts difficult to him. Only the large torso was easy to hit. So he remained content with poking holes in Zain's stone body.
Four metal fists wielding three metal claws each smashed into Zain over and over again while Zain's single arm smashed into his chest and face. This intensive exchange continued for more than a minute, causing serious damage to both combatants.
Kelvin's spikes had broken off. His chest has caved in, and his head has long been deformed. Someone with metal skin or metal bones would be dead by now.
Even someone with a steel physique will be at death's door. But he was a shapeshifter too. He could heal himself, so he was able to hold on. It wasn't easy at all. It was very difficult because Zain was getting faster and faster and stronger.
Zain had become so powerful that his fist had begun to impale Kelvin's metal body with each strike. Kelvin was quickly pushed to his limit. He couldn't breathe because his lungs had been crushed. Many of his internal organs had followed suit too.
He was moving his heart to his stomach and lower, but at the rate that Zain was pulverizing his body, it was only a matter of time before it was crushed. Not only had he become too weak to punch, he became too weak to shift anymore.
His extra hands were absorbed back into his body in order to conserve energy. His punches had become slow too.
He was more like a drunken person pretending to fight than someone fighting for his life. His punches lacked the necessary power to even make the claws on his fists be of significant threat to Zain