I freeze as a sharp pain starts at my stomach and shoots through the rest of my body. I look down and see Isic’s fist through my midsection and about an inch from the pod I just placed on the wall in front of me. I move forward slightly as a feeble attempt to free myself and Isic does the rest, pulling his arm back out through my stomach and out of my back.

The force pulls me back and I fall to the floor facing the ceiling. The pain is excruciating, I can’t breathe, everything around me intensifies, from the lights on the ship to the sound of the computer.

What just happened?
Is that really Isic?
Is this how I die?

Questions that have to wait as another fist comes towards me. I roll out of the way, the pain in my stomach reminding me I’m not winning hand-to-hand combat like this. I kick Isic as hard as the hole in my stomach will allow. The force sends Isic four feet across the room.