Louie bent down and put his hand into the fine-grained sand at his feet. The hair on his neck was fizzling, but he knew he might need something extra to help. The big guy was also certain to have some flaw.Then the fight began. Louie was hit right away with the flat part of his opponent's hand. This embarrassed him, even as he tasted the flavor of his own blood in his mouth. When he looked up he saw his opponent take off his jacket with flange shoulders. He also put down a pipe that he had filed to a point. Good, Louie thought, you think you can beat me easily. That' s your flaw!The fight went on for several more minutes. Louie's opponent began to tire; his strength was more finite than Louie's. Louie was grateful for all of his fitness training, realizing that he was in fine physical form. After Louie threw the sand in his opponent's face and punched him to the ground, the flame went out in his opponent's attack. He had lost. Louie had won.