Jack stood at the crater's edge, looking down at his opponent with an expression that lingered for more.
"You know what I love about fighting strong opponents?" Jack asked casually, as if they were discussing philosophy rather than standing in the aftermath of brutal violence, "They bring out the best in you. Most people break too easily. No challenge, no excitement, no opportunity to really test myself."
He jumped down into the crater, landing beside Rhys with casual grace.
"But you?" Jack continued, grabbing Rhys by the front of his shirt and hauling him upright. "You keep standing up. Keep fighting back. Even when you're outmatched, even when you're taking damage that should end the fight, you refuse to quit."
Oscar's tip pressed against Rhys's sternum, the point dimpling skin without quite breaking through.
