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Fighting Dirty Lori Foster 19010K 2023-09-01

As he walked away, Cannon heard Mac say, "I don’t need your pity, damn you! Tell him I don’t need his, either Tell hi He couldn’t tell Ar he didn’t already know

THERE IN THE AUDIENCE, front row, sitting with their group, Merissa stared toward him Beside her, Bray squirreled around in his seat as he cheered

"Not the tiht He bounced on the balls of his feet, his hts burned down on hiain he looked at Merissa

"Jesus," Si? At least the calanced at the Juh, his face filled theSimon happy, Armie put a fist in the air

The audience roared

Carter Fletcher walked in to a hard rock song Some of those cheers were for him Well deserved, Ar his

Arhting Anticipation Joy He’d never thought to feel this at the SBC level, but other than how he felt for Rissy now, it was all the same

This was his zone A part of who he was

Cannon said solued to Carter

They called a start to the fight Rules were read and agreed to He and Carter were both ready

Aran the dance

They exchanged blows and a few kicks, but Ar When Carter threw a kick, Ar, tucked his ankle into his armpit, and put pressure on the inside of his knee so that Carter went down

They both scrath behind the punches Methodical Fast

When Chaos shifted, going for a submission, Armie’s instinct was to stand back and let him up But in the back of his mind he remembered what Dakota had told him Yeah, that was probably the move Chaos expected

Instead, Armie shifted with hiain He threw an elbow that caught Carter just beneath the brow bone

A few more blows and Armie had the full mount, free to rain down heavy hits A cut on Carter’s eyelid made a slippery mess that looked a hell of a lot worse than it was The ref hovered over them, ready to call a halt

Carter said, "I’m okay," and rather than cover up, he threw his own punches, leaving his face open to more punishment

Armie landed yet another elbow, one , "It’s over, it’s over"

The arena went nuts

Fists in the air, Arrinned--for about two seconds before Cannon had hi, clapping him on the back

The audience stayed on their feet, the cheers nearly deafening

Bloodied but far fro, but only for a second Like any professional he pushed to his feet and allowed the doctors to clear away the blood