Jason gasped as another fist slammed into the side of his face, pain radiating through him. A bruise came instantly and his own blood spilled onto the floor for a change, stark against the cold surface. It was usually theirs.
Some backup would really be great right now.
Some backup would really be great right now.
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The blue escrima flew to that person's forehead, knocking them out of balance. "Not sorry for that!"
Then it was his fist that kissed their nose.
"What's this about?" he asked Jason.