The two men spare no more words as they drag their bruised bodies against each other. They give brief smirks before engaging in a wild slugfest. The fighters hammer each other’s swollen faces with wild and sloppy blows. Blood drips into the ground as their faces begin to look like bruised up balloons.

Their energy starts to wane as their punches get slower and slower. Gritt falls back on defense and tries to guard as he tires first. Sven notices the hare’s lack of aggression and sneaks in another low kick. Grit’s guard drops as he stumbles and he’s punished with a powerful straight from the fox.

A spurt of blood and a shard of one of his teeth flies as he hits the ground yet again. “Had enough?” Sven grunts out as he breaths heavily. “NO!” The hare desperately shouts back as he fights to get back up. Gritt was far too stubborn to just surrender the fight.