His actions are too quick for me to react in time, and we topple to the floor. We roll while fighting, I have never fought a day in my life. I could very well die tonight. He is heavy and very fit showing that he trains and works out, possibly for sports or combat. I do my best to fight him off, my father is screaming for “Kylan” to stop. I am not surprised to hear the mother and siblings rooting for him. They chant for him until my father sends a silencing roar. I am scratching his face, his back, anywhere I can do damage. He continues to roar in my face. He punches, scratches me, and I try to dodge his attacks. He grabs my hair and starts bashing my head. I shove his face and he bites deep into my hand. Our father is continually trying to get him off of me, he grabs Kylan by the shirt which Kylan manages to rip off as he shoves our father onto the table. Kylan is hurling insults at me while hitting me in the face, in the stomach, in the ribs, in the back, in the neck and anywher
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