From the other room, loud thumps and the sounds of thrashing chains could be heard. What was the cause of this? Manic.

The beast of a man was, as usual, practicing for his boxing matches. Mercilessly throwing punches and kicks at his hung up punching bag. Sweat rolling down his forehead, chest heaving as he damn near popped the punching bag open with his knuckles.

While not common in the countryside, manic was a big ol country Brawler. A boxer if you will. An undefeated one at that.

He paused his punches stepping to the side with a deep breath in as he grabbed his water bottle, taking a few gulps