Blood trickled down the side of my head and I inwardly cursed. My head was probably split open.

Well the odds certainly aren't looking good.

I could taste the metallic taste of blood as I licked my split lip. Narrowing my eyes at the man I once considered a friend I tried my best to keep myself upright.

He kept his steely grey eyes trained on me, his gaze never leaving mine as his chest rose and fell at a rapid pace. The man standing opposite of me has a huge build.

I ...