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... raight through the knuckles.
Zulu's legs buckled, his stance collapsing for a moment, his arms lifting high out of instinct rather than control. Chase's eyes lit up instantly.
He didn't pause. He surged forward, pouring on strikes, short hooks ripping around the guard, uppercuts sneaking straight up the middle.
Every thud echoed, each punch driving Zulu further back until his shoulders hit the fence.
Zulu tried to fire back, swinging a wide right, but it was slow, ...
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