***CONTENT WARNING!!!*** GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS OF FIGHTING WILL TAKE PLACE IN THIS CHAPTER. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.
I follow Andrew to the sparring ring in the center of the training center. He is polite and helps me climb into the ring through the ropes and I help him in shortly after. Austin climbs in and stands in the center of the ring between the two of us and smirks. “Alright, you two. I expect a good and clean fight. No cheap shots, no intent to kill, and no causing life threatening injury.” We both nod our heads as we stare each other down. “Alright, you two can start whenever you wish.”
I walk into the center of the ring and hold out a hand. Andrew smirks and gives it a little shake. “May the best man win,” he grins.
I smirk back and nod my head. “Or the best woman.” He
