The crowd was so thick, Aldor couldn’t see what was going on. The crowd chanted, “Beat him, break him, finish the job! Beat him, break him, finish the job!”
Aldor parted the crowd, only focused forward. He pushed their bodies aside, captivated by the hoarse yells until he reached the center.
It was a boxing match. Two young men stood at the center, surrounded by all the rest. The crowd made a thick ring around them, keeping the two enclosed. The chanting grew so loud that Aldor’s heart throbbed with each beat of the rhythm.
The men in the middle were tiring quickly. They were shirtless, their chests battered. They were glaring at each other. Their skin stretched across their knuckles appeared broken.
Their faces flushed. One of them was broad, almost taller than Aldor. He had a thick,
