There were no hands held up to block the shot, which was felt in every facial bone, shuddering right down his spinal cord and to the bottom of his feet.
It was almost refreshing as was splashing water on one's face to wake-up.
His head had snapped backwards due to the raw force of the jab, but still proved to be durable and still attached to the neck. Cracking his neck from side to side, Karl stood his ground and continued to observe his brother. There were only so many hits he could imagine taking from his brother in full force before he was compelled to hit back - but not yet.
"Quite a 'love tap' you have there," Karl chuckled, unclenching his fists as he watched Dom's next move.