Shin panted as he coughed out blood, breath heavy as both of his hands gripped your wrist, trying with all the force possible to keep your knife from piercing his chest, which you were so diligently trying to do.

Your breath mixed together as he stared up at you intensely while you stared back down just as fiercely. You weren’t backing down and neither was he. This fight belonged to you and you two alone.

Shin knew that, but he wasn’t about to let you win. He quickly kneed your stomach and used his leg to push you off of him before he made haste to climb on top of you, grabbing both of your wrists and holding them down on either side of your head. He made sure to tighten the hold he had on the hand that you wielded your knife in. It clattered to the ground in response to his force.

Once you were securely under him he felt like he could relax a moment. He was so out of breath he had to take a second to just stare down at his triumph. You were tired too, both of your mouths agape as you two practically gasped for air from the heat of the intense fight.