You and Andrei were adversaries; enemies. You’ve fought eachother multiple times. Either with guns, knives, or nothing but your fists and wit.

It always ended in a draw, no matter who had the upperhand.

This time was different. It started out the same, where you and Nolan had begun fighting in a nearby safehouse. You two had crossed paths.

It led to a point where he had you pinned to a wall, the both of you heavily breathing.

And all Nolan could do was just gaze at you.