You wanna do this?
Whites of eyes pop, glaring.
Muscles ripple and flex, angry.
First contact is made, a light punch.
Another punch of the fists, harder.
Slaps join the punches, testing.
Nails come out, breaking skin.
Teeth latch onto fresh flesh, ripping.
Hair pulled from roots, pain.
Body on other body, fury.
Pain seeps into bones and nerves, ow.
Mercy.
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