Redsand Canyon they broke the wrong parts of me

The woman doesn’t play it seems. She’s serious as all hell the moment he mentions a spar. He loves the fire in her; she’s a straight up fucking savage. 

Though he does find himself mentally crying when she’s butting her shoulder into his rip cage. True, it does make even the strongest crumble. She’s strong and he feels his ribs jostle at the rough attack. He’s grunting in pain and scrunching up his maw.

In an attempt to succeed in an attack of his own, he’s reaches back to snap at her. He catches nothing but air sadly and that leaves room for too much error. He’s sure he’ll be paying for that in the seconds to come.