He looked down at the beaten and bloodied body laying prone on the floor at his feet. “Kid, I would highly recommend staying down, because this is only going to get worse.” He cracked his knuckles and flexed his shoulders, making sure to exaggerate the movements in order to give a visual warning to his words.
“It’s not in my nature,” the kid said as he slowly started to get back to his feet, “to stay down.”
“You got spunk kid, I’ll give you that.”
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