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| gasped, instinctively leaning forward and gripping the edge of the bench as Noah groaned and veered a
roundhouse kick toward Drake. With a swift swipe, he caught Drake right in the side of the head.
“Drake!” | cried out, leaping to my feet. The fight had only just begun, and yet it seemed as though they were
out for blood-far more than a simple competition.
But Drake didn’t waver for more than a moment. Spitting a wad of blood out onto the rubber mat, he slid forward
and threw his arms around Noah's back leg, throwing him off balance. Noah’s arms wheeled, his head tilting
back in surprise as he was slammed to the floor.
And then Drake was on top of him, raining punches down on him. Noah rolled and dodged each one, narrowly
avoiding getting hit squarely in the face. His legs cup and looped around Drake’s shoulders, throwing him
back-and then Noah was on top.
And unlike Drake, Noah didn’t miss. He landed a solid punch squarely in Drake’s nose, sending blood gushing
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“Noah! Stop!” | shrieked. I lunged toward the ring, gripping the ropes, but found myself unable to enter- because
Drake had somehow gotten the upper hand again, and now they were rolling around on the floor, Drake's arms
around Noah's throat and Noah's legs kicking.
“Yield!” Drake groaned, spitting out more blood. “Yield, dammit!”
Noah choked and sputtered. “Never.”
“Noah!” | shrieked. “Just yield, for Goddess’ sake!”
Noah, of course, didn’t payany mind. Neither of them did, no matter how loudly | shouted at them to stop.
They just kept rolling around on the floor, throwing kicks and punches and snarls, fangs dropped and blood
dripping
| had to do something, and quickly-especially when | saw Noah on top of Drake again, throwing feral punches at
him. Sof them hit, resulting in sickening cracks and sputters, and sof them missed, turning Noah's
knuckles bl**+y against the rubber mats.
Noah was going to kill Drake if Drake didn’t get out from under him. And if Drake got out, then he might very
well turn around and kill Noah.
Whirling, | caught sight of a sink and a mop bucket in the comer. | grit my teeth and sprinted over, thrusting the
bucket under the tap and turning it on. The sound of the rushing water barely covered the sound of the fleshy
hits in the background. Tears pricked my eyes, my heart pounding as | urged the bucket to fill faster.
Once it was about halfway full, | grabbed it and whirled back around, nearly dropping it as | saw the scene in
front of me-Drake had Noah on his feet again, up against the ropes, with his shirt clutched in his fist. He was
pummeling him in the gut, each punch causing Noah to crumple even more-but never fall.
With one last shriek, | full-on sprinted at the ring. | held the bucket up over my shoulder, and...
1 forced all of the water right on top of their heads.
Only then, in the wake of a sudden rush of ice cold water, did their punches slow. Only then did Drake
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release Noah's shirt, stumbling back and falling to the floor. Only then did Noah wipe the watery blood from his
mouth with the back of his hand and lean against the ropes, panting heavily.
I threw the bucket down with a clatter.
“You animals!” | shrieked, stamping my foot. “This was supposed to be my training day! And you had to go and
make it about you!”
Neither of them responded, although | didn’t think they were even capable at that point.
nt. Not that it mattered, anyway. | had to get out of here, get sfresh air, get away from the sickly sweet
scent of blood and sweat and saliva.
Before they could seecry or vomit or scream or maybe all three, | whirled on my heel and burst out of the
training center.
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