He threw punch after punch, and the fat barbarian laughed soaking up the blows like a gluttonous sponge. But no one could accuse the nimble rogue dodging vicious swipes as lacking a bulldog’s tenacity.
Tiring, the brute slouched. Then a lightning jab knocked the laughter and teeth out of him.
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Nothing like a good brawl. Great last line, Jason. :-)
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Thank you Diana, I thought those last words had some punch. ;-)
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