BOUND BY FATE, DRIVEN BY VENGEANCE
I jabbed a quick strike to his side, hearing the grunt as he absorbed the hit.
Rafe recovered fast, and he wasn’t holding back. I dodged his powerful strikes, letting his strength work against him, then struck back with every ounce of frustration and rage I’d been holding in. Every punch, every dodge, fueled by the anger simmering in my chest. Finally, I saw an opening, and in one swift move, I flipped him over my shoulder, sending him crashing to the ground.
Rafe groaned, struggling to catch his breath, and I stood over him, victorious.
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