I ducked and rolled, dodging the roundhouse kick thrown at me.
The crowd cheered on as my opponent backed up and assumed his ready stance. I got back to my feet and brushed the dust off my body. This was one tough bugger. He was still standing after three of my punches had made acquaintance with his face. Underground fighting is a dirty, tough world. I have been bruised and battered in the many scraps I have been a part of. But none were as tough or as important as this one.
This one is to save my family…
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Prompts:
The Dark Netizen 
And I hope he’ll able to win this one and save his family. Great take on the prompt, Nidheesh!
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I’m sure he will win! 😀
Thanks so much Shweta! 🙂
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You’re welcome!
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Ever read Jack london? He has some great short stories involving fighting and fighting to fund the family.
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Will check those short stories out! 😀
Thank You! 🙂
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The fight is fiercest when what we love is at stake. You develop the tension and punch well.
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Yes..those punches have more weight behind them when they are for love! 🙂
Thank You, Charli! 🙂
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