Blood clots one by one crashed to the ground falling from Risha's battered face. Her lip was torn from one of a dozen skirmishes, her eyes practically empty and her heart beating rapidly trying to keep her alive.
Adam threw Risha forward, her body collapsing amongst the garbage face up.
Even though Adam was the winner, this fight wasn't easy for him as it was against three thugs. Hot steam was coming out of his body, his breathing measured and deep trying to calm down.
His eyes were bright compared to Risha's, but it had taken a lot of effort for him to defeat her. However, for him, it was only a fraction of that, while Risha was on the verge of death. Any attack would be enough to kill her.
And...
Step.
Adam stepped forward, the metal scrap crumpling under his boots. Energy surged through his body as he lifted his leg towering over Risha.
"Wait..." Silvana muttered breathlessly. "Adam... Are you going to kill her?"