Out Of Harlem

Josh was sparring in the gym with Chris and Frank, trying to blow off some steam because of his last conversation with Isabelle. He needed to get his mind off her or he was sure he’d go crazy. His pent-up rage was starting to resurface, the rage he had since he was a kid but didn’t know why, rage inherited Garin after he was reincarnated in him but Josh didn’t know this so he struggled with understanding where his anger came from.

He was in the boxing ring with Chris while Frank was outside the ring, pumping him up with words of encouragement. He had his gloves on while Chris wore the protective padding suit so Josh could hammer away his anger on him.

“Come on, Josh. Let’s see what you got,” Chris said.

“Yeah, get him, Josh,” Frank said from outside the ring.

Josh moved closer to Chris and began to offload a flurry of punches on his torso. He was completely focused and hit as hard as he could and Chris was lucky to have been wearing the protective gear otherwise he would have crashed