Immortal beauty

I decided to dress for comfort as I am probably going to be incinerated, I decided to go for black leggings and a black vest, as the rules of the match are being announced I break my knuckles, close my eyes, steady my breathing and concentrate, as I focus my attention, my senses become attuned to the entire environment, my surroundings become engraved in brain and my body will tell me how and when to react, I see every person and identify them that’s the amount of concentration that I have right now, there are 4300 people that are here and I can identify each and every one of them, I can smell the stand that has orange roses on sale and smell every food item in this arena.

My heightened senses could even pick up a needle in a haystack right now.

As the fight commences Aaron who happens to be the second eldest immortal in existence runs to me, it’s almost like I know what his next move is going to be. Stopping him is too easy for me, it’s almost as easy as breathing to me, and it comes naturally.

As I catch his hand before he can even lay a finger on me; I spin around and pull down as I feel bone brake. I think I just broke his arm, as he screams out in agony, a simple kick to his stomach sends him straight through the concrete wall.