Now unarmed, they didn’t hesitate.They pushed to their feet and crashed into each other with claws and fists, grappling and striking, driving each other back with pure physical dominance as growls tore from their throats.Garrett caught Vladimir by the throat and slammed him backward, and Vladimir answered with a knee to Garrett’s ribs.But Garrett countered fiercely, locking an arm around Vladimir’s neck and drove him into the sand.And Vladimir rolled free, came up low, and rammed his shoulder into Garrett’s midsection, lifting him before slamming him back down.They separated briefly, both breathing hard, blood streaking through dust on their skin, and for half a second, neither man moved. Despite the wild crowd egging them on, and barking attack moves that could potentially drop either man and end the battle, Garrett and Vladimir watched each other in silence, assessing. They began to circle, growls rumbling in their chests, claws extended, muscles coiled tight. Their eyes were
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