You grunted as Micah’s fist hit your face harder than you thought it would. — “Ah come on, ain’t giving up are ya?” He questioned, his voice daring.

“You wanted to learn, how to fight.” He started. “Learn it like I tell you to.” He ordered.

“Sissy’s like you aren’t allowed in the wild west we live it. Its either learn how to do it properly, or die like everyone else.” He spoke harsh.

And before you could react, he threw another fist in your direction.