The fight II

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Xavier winced in pain as another heavy punch came in contact with his face. He stumbled a little and steadied himself. Swinging his left hand, he landed a punch at Tiger who caught his hand and twisted it. She screamed in pain and lurched himself at Tiger and head butted him. Tiger didn't see that coming and thus released Xavier's hands as he fell backwards. He kicked Xavier with his left leg and Xavier had to bend for a little to avoid Tiger's leg from coming in contact with his face. As the fight went on, people were already gathered watching the fight with no attempt to separate the two. Even they knew Xavier was innocent and would loose the fight, they weren't bothered. They we're carried away with the euphoria of the fight. At this instance, Xavier wished his was dead, he was sprawled on the floor almost lifeless as punches kept landing on his body. Tiger had gotten the upper hand by suddenly tackling him down and then sitting on him. Xavier knew he wouldn't even survive this. Life was beginning to seep out of him and his head spinning. He was beginning to feel numb. As he made the attempt to close his eyes to ease the pain, he felt the weight on his body leave. He winced in pain as he tried to open his eyes and look at what was happening. Tiger caused loudly as he felt his weight leave the imposters. ' Who dared separate the fight ', he thought. As he turned to give the imbecile the beating of his life, he felt a fist fly to his face. He wasn't so fast to prevent it from coming in contact with his face. He cursed as he spat out blood. And his eyes grew soccer when he noticed the person he tried to fight. He felt a bad premonition about this. He had nothing to do with this witch, why was she interferring with his fight. As he was still in his series of thought, another punch came he contact with his face and this one sent him on his knees. He wasn't a fool not to know that the witch wanted something. " What do you want", he spat out in between mouth full of blood. " A pound of flesh", Ciara said with a wide grin. " You witch", Tiger cursed loudly. Ciara chuckled and landed another punch on his face. She turned to Indiana and said. " I hate getting dirty with unwanted dirt's, clean up the mess". Indiana nodded as she went closer to Tiger. Tiger glumped as he saw the pink hair coming towards him. What had he really gotten himself into instantly he regretted his move on Xavier. Xavier watched as Ciara approached him. As much as he can, he tried to focus his vision on her but failed. Ciara who noticed his attended failure groaned and extended a hand to help him up. Painfully, Xavier sat up and with the help of Ciara limped away from the scene. Deep within his heart, he made up his mind never to engage in fights again. He had been totally defenseless against Tiger, if not for Ciara he would have really joined Amalia. Thinking of Amalia made he wince in pain, as he remembered the unfulfilled promises he made to her. Tears gathered at the brim of his eyes. He didn't try to blink them away, he let them fall.
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