Recap
His punches were precise, each one landing with a solid thud, forcing Max to take a step back, but Max was unwavering, coming back with renewed intensity.
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The sounds of fists connecting with flesh, grunts, and the crackle of gravel beneath their shifting feet filled the air. My heart raced as I watched, frozen in place, my skin prickling with tension. Their movements were raw and unrestrained, each punch, each dodge, a testament to their strength and fury. Neither was willing to yield, the heat of their clash almost tangible as they sparred with equal ferocity, their faces etched with determination and rage.
It was like watching a storm unfold before me—a battle of wills, neither man willing to back down.
