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... came out swinging with courage, knowing he needed a miracle. His technique remained beautiful despite the damage - jab snapped Javier’s head back, cross thundered against his chest guard, hook whistled past his ear as he ducked.
But Javier had learned to read the patterns. He slipped the jab by millimeters, feeling leather brush his hair. Ducked the cross completely, hearing it slice empty air. Then exploded upward with a short hook that crashed into Jerkins’ wounded ribs.
THUD. ...
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