Chapter 21

• Kai was sweating so much that his face was soaked in perspiration that dripped down his carved features, his hair sticking to his face as he pounded his fists into the boxing bag and blew water from the tip of his nose. He was light on his feet, circling the bag, hands up and raised in the perfect stance before attacking it for another onslaught of swift, targeted strokes.
• “What did that poor bag do to you today?” Tian sat on the ring floor, unwrapping his hands after exhausting himself with a session and watching his friend continue. Kai had been relentless for the last hour. Despite being drenched in sweat from head to foot, his cheeks flushed with heat, his hair flat falling in his eyes, he didn’t seem ready to give up.
• Kai ignored him, eyes slaying the black swinging back, and continued his assault. Boxing was one of the few things that helped him expel his inner demons.