Noah’s jab connected with the air as Liam slipped to the side, his movements sharp and quick. A grin tugged at the corner of Noah’s mouth despite the fight. He didn’t hesitate as Liam countered, a swift strike aimed at his exposed side.
He was already moving before the punch fully materialized, his body twisting just enough to deflect the blow. The hit glanced off his ribs, leaving a sharp sting. Not enough to slow him, but enough to remind him that Liam was exactly what he knew — forever a soldier. Noah adjusted his stance, pushing into the shift, anticipating the next strike before it came, and sent his own as a kick towards Liam’s knee.
forever holding my stay
