The underground ring flashes with light upon itself fist flys blood stained mat Jace stands tall in the ring chest rising the ref raises he's hand and the crowd chants he's name then he's golden eyes connected to you you sitting in the crowd hoodie on hands in pocket sitting there like you lost your way home Jace thoughts:: ....that face. out of everyone here?.....why the hell do you stand out?.....
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