Davien's P. O. V
The bastard was fast, I'll give him that.
Keegan was no joke, the last time I had to go all out like this was when I was up against Keith. However, this was vastly different, because unlike Keith, Keegan's punches were lighter, proof he was old, and weaker.
But the man made up for that in his stamina, he moved like a frickin zombie and couldn't almost be put down. It was almost like the more we exchanged blows, the faster he became.
"He's not healing." I noted under my breath in-between pants, Keegan was across from me at the other side of the room, gasping for air as well.
I noticed the wounds I inflicted on his back were still very much fresh. If we went on fighting for just a bit more, if I could hold out…no! I wasn't going to give the win to time, I wanted to win.
I wanted to kill Kian's father myself.
