Salazar's POV
I threw punch after punch at the warrior standing across from me. Each blow connects with the side of his head until his arms finally let up and the last hits him straight in the nose. His head snaps back and he falls to the ground, blood oozing from his nose and the open bruises on his face. Two warriors run into the ring and drag him out while Davis takes his place while adjusting the wraps around his wrists. I c**k an eyebrow at him and he smirks in return while coaxing me to give it my all.
"Your funeral" I stated as I rushed at him with a combination of punches. He deflects every shot with the agility and skill worthy of him being my beta. I shifted my stance to a defense position, cueing Davis to come at me this time. Davis has always been one to love a good floor gra
