At the corner nearest to us, a woman got smashed in the nose. The spray of blood landed in the area of Skidmark’s power and shot straight back into the melee.
“Here, you can have this back.”
Inspired by this sight, a man who stood outside the ring grabbed a piece of rubble and threw it down at the edge of the ring.
Ouch, that’s gonna hurt.
I missed “who stood outside the ring” for a moment and thought this was a clever competitor, but on fully reading the sentence, it’s just a jerk.
The chunk of concrete flew into the massed people, striking a man who was crouching and trying to avoid the worst of the fighting.
Oof.
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