Lil"Are you ready for the next fight?" Cain asked.

"Can't you see this wound on my leg?" I replied. "Do you think I'm ready in this situation?"

"That's barely a scratch. Stop overreacting," he said, like it was nothing. "Let me see it."

"Why? What are you planning to do?" I asked.

"Relax. I will make it worse." He laughed out loud, though there was nothing funny. "Don't be afraid. Let me see it."

I rolled up my pants and showed him my leg. Cain touched the wound with his palm. I whimpered from ...