Well, he wasn't expecting punches that hard. The last time he remembered taking a punch from Jonathan, they were feeble attempts to pull his attention away from others. These had power behind them he didn't remember.
"Well, well, sonny-boy, look like you are a little better than last time. Still, you're mixed blood has nothing on me. I'm the Man of Tomorrow. You're a pale imitation"
The punches were returned in force, combined with a blast of freeze breath.
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