Jordy
The two remaining fighters circle, staring at each other. Grizz stands tall while his opponent remains hunched, prowling almost, on all fours. The hulking fighter looks more animal than human. Grizz jogs in place, rotating his shoulders and stretching his neck. At last he stops pretending to warm up. He hits his chest and holds out his hands. “We gonna do this? Or just dance all night?”
The opposing fighter backs up into the cage, leaning against the chain links. Pushing back further and further until the links strain. The metal creaks as the posts start to bend. The crowd quiets.
“You break the cage you buy it,” Grizz warns. A few hecklers start shouting.
The fighter raises his head and roars. Chills run up and down my spine and every shifter in the place stills.
A laugh rings
