Jackson lowers his arms, aiming a hit for my ribs and I see my chance. His nose was wide open. If I can eliminate his vision I can take back control of the fight. I take my shot, coiling my hand into a fist and aim for the front of his nose. My fist connects with his nose at the same time his fist hits my ribs. I gasp stumbling back, just as he grabs his nose. I ignore the screaming pain in my arm and side and raise my knee hitting him straight in the crotch. He groans and falls down to his knees. I try to punch him again but he grabs my arm and twists it. I recoil in pain but lift my knee again, this time hitting him in the face.
He hissed in pain and before I know it he lands a punch to my stomach and I gasp for air, falling to me knees.
He growls at me, baring his elongated fangs but
