Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26571677-20160316192622/@comment-26571677-20160318072222

(Don't worry, I'm about to beat any pity still left, out of you.)

With no reply, and cheeks stinging with anger and betrayal, he grabbed both of Lykoo's hands, before smashing his forehead straight into his nose, crushing it with a satisfying 'Crunch!'.

He stood up, limping badly in his left leg, and clutching his right, which was bleeding profusely. The clouding on his right eye didn't help either, as his vision was now coloured a sickly red.

He was badly injured, and Lyko seemed to know it. But he wasn't giving up. Also gripped both Zeracts in his hands, albeit slightly loosely with his stinging right arm, and stood up lopsidedly, facing his opponent, with hair coloured red, and matted.

"Come on, you fucking dickhead. No wonder sportsmanship is wasted on you."