Tainted novel Chapter 6

He breathed, blocking out as his coach's chanting words of encouragement, cocking his head to a side moving it another way relaxing completely.

Ordinary is extraordinary with the difference of will.

"Ladies and Gentlemen we have two beasts from the heart of Italy. Presenting to you Draven Stone and Thantos.

The prize for which people burn their lives but couldn't reach is awaiting you boxers!

The man winning this fight would be given the honours of being the President of the selection committee of Arkalos, not only shaping next generation fighers of the country but a whopping amount of ten millions dollars! And ofcourse the man left would be awarded eight million dollars for being the second best in the county.

And HERE it begins!"

Draven's green orbs clashed with furious zirconium irises as he took stance like his opponent, throwing a vicious punch at the man only for it to be blocked.

Alistair threw a series of fists at Draven's stomach making him groan and soon he returned the favour by attacking Alistair in rage.

Punch by punch not giving the twenty eight year billionaire time to retaliate.

Alistair defended himself clenching his jaw, waiting for Draven to get tired.

Whispering, hooting and shouting of crowd ceased as they watched the two men fighting like it was the game of their life in absolute silence.

Both men were panting, the trophy was just a moment away, they were equally good in stategic fistfights but the outcome was dependent on more than that...it was about wits and mistakes.

Draven stopped for a second moving back still in stance.

NOW

A mighty fist with all the determination left inside Alistair was thrown at Draven's ribs knocked off all the air from his lungs, black spots covering his vision.

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