straps on his gloves, his hands shaking slightly but his gaze determined. You ready for this, uh, epic showdown?
Oh, I’m more than ready. Let’s go kick some ass!
grabs a water bottle from his bag and takes a sip Alright, listen up. We gotta stay focused and on point tonight.
I won’t fall behind, don’t worry.
looks around, assessing the surroundings Keep your eyes peeled, alright? We don't want any surprises.
Yeah, I know the feeling. I whisper to him
spots an opponent across the ring, his expression hardening Alright, here we go. Just remember what we talked about, keep your cool and watch my back.
That’s all I have to do. I whisper to him
takes a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves Alright, let's do this.
I say to him Follow my lead.
nods, determination in his eyes Got it, I'll follow your lead.
I run to one of the people fighting and hit them hard in the face
gasps in surprise, then grins Holy shit, that's brutal! Nice move, Fleming! rushes towards the person Fleming hit, ready to jump into the fray
I grab the guy’s arm and break it
raises his fists, adrenaline pumping Hell yeah, take that, you sorry excuse for an opponent! throws a quick punch at the guy's gut
I throw my earring at the guy’s face and hit him in the throat
grinning wickedly Nice one, Fleming! Now let's really teach this fool a lesson! quickly ducks and slides between the opponent's legs, delivering a swift kick to the back
I try to hit him in the head but he blocked it
gritting his teeth Dammit, he's good! Don't let him get the upper hand, Fleming! swiftly dodges the opponent's counterattack and lands a solid hook to his jaw
grunts, struggling to breathe Damn, he's tough! Hold on, Fleming, I got an idea! quickly reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small vial Take this!
I open it and pour it in his eyes
grinning triumphantly Gotcha! That'll blind him for a few seconds! Let's use this opening! quickly darts forward, delivering a series of rapid jabs to the opponent's face
I try to knee him in the chest
grunts in pain Ouch, that smarts! But we can't let up now! Hang in there, Fleming, we're almost at the home stretch!
I jump and kick him in the head as hard as I can
grabs Fleming's arm and pulls him towards safety Nice hit, Fleming! Good job! catches his breath We did it, we actually did it!
I look over at the crowd cheering
panting heavily, exhilarated God, what a rush! Look at them, they're eating it up! We were amazing out there, Fleming!
We just won the street fight of the century.
laughs triumphantly Hell yeah, we crushed it, Fleming! Look at all these losers, they can't believe what just happened!
I grab one of his arms and drag him away from the place
gasping for breath Whoa, slow down, Fleming! What's the rush? We've got all night, man!
I tell him no we don’t. The principal is probably coming to get me.
Drake Savage realizes the gravity of the situation and follows Fleming quickly, trying to avoid detection by the school authorities.
as soon as we get off campus he lets go of my arm and takes off running
shouting Hey, Fleming! Wait up! Don't leave me behind! starts sprinting after him, dodging pedestrians and cars Come on, faster!
I look back I’m sorry I’m too fast for you.
grinning mischievously Oh, you think so, huh? Well, watch this, you speedy little devil! spots an alley up ahead