"He's really good" I murmur.
"There's a reason he's my second in command" Bailey agrees lowly "but he also has a heart of gold so don't let his rough exterior fool you. These men respect him because he trains hard and he works hard."
Thomas proceeds to give a rapid bout of punches, breaking the other man's nose and sending him howling backward. He looks like he's barely broken a sweat, while the other man is panting and breathing heavily.
"Do you forfeit?" Thomas's voice is gruff and deep.
The other man shakes his head, a look of rage on his face.
"i***t" Bailey murmurs "he's letting his anger get in the way of his thinking. He's about to get hurt even more badly than if he would just submit or admit defeat."
I glance at my mate who is focussed on the match. His eyes are narrowed
