Bite
But Everest just smiles again, blood dark and dried on his face.
My head snaps back, and I grunt as one of Everest’s Betas, who snuck up behind me, drags me by my hair. I swirl and throw a blind punch. It hits the Beta square on the jaw, and his entire body cracks back.
The crowd gasps. A coach or teacher should be here now, but no one wants to interfere in a fight like this.
The Beta I punched bares his fangs, stumbling toward me, but before he can do anything, I land a second punch on his other cheek. The sound cracks as the Beta’s eyes roll back, and he thuds onto the grass.
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