Lucci gave a cold smile and advanced on Bond. The situation looked bad for Bond—Lucci was clearly much stronger—but Bond lived up to his name. With a roar, he charged without backing down. Neither wasted a word. Fists and feet collided in a furious exchange, and every time Bond was knocked down, he got back up without a sound.
Lucci admired his resolve, but showed no mercy. Before long, he shifted into the more powerful Leopard Form. He moved faster and struck harder, the sounds of combat ringing out without pause. Bond was forced onto the defensive and narrowly escaped one blow after another. Then Lucci seized an opening and slammed him to the ground with a Shoulder Throw. The crash sounded like a mountain collapsing. Bond lay sprawled on his back.
Stars burst before Bond's eyes. Dizzy from the fall, he gave a defiant snort and roared like a lion. Just as he tried to rise, Lucci leaped into the air and plummeted toward him, his massive fist hurtling down at astonishing speed.
Bam!
Bond had no time to dodge. The punch struck him square in the chest, folding him in half. He had barely rolled to his feet when a shadow flashed behind him, and a spotted Leopard Tail whipped around his waist.
Then Lucci's cold, merciless voice sounded beside his ear. "Rokushiki Ogi—Rokuogan!"
Lucci moved like a beast. He clenched his fists and crossed his arms, unleashing every ounce of strength in his body at once.
Boom!
The devastating strike shook the whole building. Bond cried out, his expression twisting in shock, and flew backward beyond his control. He traveled more than a dozen meters before a wall stopped him. Without it, there was no telling how far he would have gone.
Lucci had brought down Tough