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Caelen's smile fell apart, he was now Cobra. The same Cobra Adrianna could swear she was in love with even though she didn't know him.
The same Cobra who was probably going to risk both their lives for a stupid fight.
Dragon entered the ring, stomping his right foot, making the crowd go wild. Adrianna looked back and forth between the two men, praying with all her heart that Caelen would rise victorious.
"Men!" The announcer yelled into a broken mic. "Get ready to witness the greatest match this ring has ever seen!"
He went on once the crowd had somewhat calmed down. "There are no rules! All weapons except those such as knives and guns are permitted. MAY THE BEST MAN WIN!"
And it begun, with the fight's beginning, Adrianna felt herself slipping away from reality, begging God with all her might that Dragon would go easy on him.
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Armino (Previously: Fighter) (✓)
Short StoryA R M I N O She was the epitome of perfection. Blonde hair, blue eyes, legs that never ended and an impeccable fashion taste. He was the epitome of affliction. Jet black hair, damaged eyes, ink marring his body and a passion to fight. Yet, she...
