#obscurity.trash

Barely able to remember how the throwing of punches had began, Hunter held his breath with his eyes locked on to his opponent. Blood was already trickling from his eyebrow and his ears rung from the blows he’d already taken but he’d never felt more alive. “Is that all you got?” His balled fists were ready in front of him and he gestured with his fingers for them to come closer if they dared; he still had some fight left in him. It was all he really had left at all.