A Kill For The Trouble

I fell down on the ground and he pounced on me. Already weakened by the warders, I couldn't do much of a deal to him and I hated myself for not being able to kill him at once!

He threw a punch at me and I shifted my face, that was when I realised that I could fight back.

I kicked him off with the dregs of my strength and he hit his body hard on a bench. He became angrier, just like me who had the chance to stand up, for a real fight.

"Hmm!" He growled, feeling disappointed at himself and offended. Whatever he was and whatever respect he had, he had just lost it by having me kick his ass, though I looked strong on the outside, if anyone would have seen my inside, they would bet with their life that I was only an imitation of Camila Lipa.

But the pain and the bleeding had ceased and I was up again like nothing happened. The fella must had been intimidated by my strength.

But inside, I wailed, I was all on my own, against all of them, potentially, and no ma