Lying on the ground with a body covered in a thick layer of sweat that made his clothes stick to his skin, Raven's chest heaved up and down while his eyes were tightly shut.
'Fuck... I can't move... at all...' Raven cursed bitterly in his heart as he tried to lift his limbs, only to see that except for an inch he couldn't.
His body literally became a waste with all his muscles aching from pain and soreness like hell, some of his fingers even twitching from exhaustion as a result!
For hours straight and without any rest, he did nothing but punched a single piece of equipment with his fist before fighting with Kayn, which despite him having a knife was more of a one-sided beating instead, especially if one looked at the bruises all over his body.
Hell, he even had a long cut running down his lower arm. He got it when he succeeded in taking Kayn off his guard which, according to him, 'triggered' his instincts.
