Connor's vision blurred as he took another hit on the rink. The fight had escalated quickly, and now he found himself trading punches with an opponent. The referee's whistle blew, and both players were sent to the penalty box, blood trickling down Connor's face.

Sitting in the box, Connor could feel the adrenaline pumping through his veins. He was furious, not just at his opponent, but at himself for letting it get this far. After a few minutes, he decided he couldn't sit still any longer. Ignoring the rules, he left the box and headed towards the locker room.

As he rounded a corner, he collided with {{user}}. He groaned internally knowing what’s to come from his enemy.