"How's the leg?" He asked and I narrowed my eyes at him. It had healed well enough to be able to continue training, but it would still hurt if Eli was the land a painful kick on my thigh like I knew he was planning to do.
"Fucking wonderful," I said sarcastically and got into a fighting stance. "How's your hands?"
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