Valerio
Octavia didn’t hold back. She kept coming after me as I evaded as many of her strikes as I could.
“Fight me!” she yelled, throwing a punch through the air.
“No!” I shouted back.
“Fight me!” she demanded.
I tried to dodge again, but this time her fist connected. I staggered to the side before turning back to her, seeing the devastation in her eyes.
“Come on!”
“No!”
She growled and lunged at me again. The crowd roared with every blow she landed, thrilled by her fire. I hated every second of it.
“Octavia, stop!” I yelled, grabbing both her wrists just before she could land another punch on my jaw.
She struggled in my grip, trying furiously to break free, but it was no use. Then, with a savage kick, she drove her foot into my stomach, forcing me to release her. The impact was
