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Seventy-Two

DIMITRI

I shuffled from one foot to another, moved my neck from side to side to ease the tension there while keeping my eyes on the target. My fists were clenched so tight that I could feel my fingernails digging into the flesh of my palms. It was painful, but I didn't mind. I even clenched my fists tighter. The pain helped me focus.

"Come on, Dimitri. Are you going to stand there all day?"

His words prompted me to action. I lunged and aimed a punch at his head. He ducked just in time and my fists encountered only air. I swore under my breath. He shook his head, skipped a few steps backwards and began circling me really slowly.

"Your focus is off today," Silas said.

He tightened the straps on his boxing gloves. I felt my eyes narrow.

"Why don't you come just a little closer so we can see how off my focus is," I growled.

Silas laughed and took another step backwards when I came closer.

"No thanks," he said. "I don't think I'm such a fool to do that. I don't want to get my head knocke
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