Crossing and unfolding my arms, as my body seems to have a mind of its own as I tremble watching this fucked up fight. I can’t seem to stand still as I bounce from one foot to the other.
It's got to the point where blades are just spinning around in the air in both of their hands. Rowan doesn't have a weapon, but he's still trying to fight Cain, even though Cain's got his massive blade. Cain slashes deep across Yang's stomach, spins around and then cuts very deep into Rowan's biceps.
This is full of martial art stuff that I'd see in a Bruce Lee movie.
Cain gets caught up fighting Rowan, and Yang takes the opportunity to cut Cain’s back a few times with the blade, making Cain scream, but he focuses back on what’s kicking Rowan in the stomach. Then he moves back to Yang to hold him off. Yang slices Cain’s stomach.
The tightening in my chest is burning as I watch Cain fighting. The people behind the metal doors are screaming Yang’s number and I’m feeling sick now.
Cain spins around, throwing a knife towards Yang, slicing his bicep and quickly turning back to Roman to punch him a few times and then kick him in the face so he's down on his knees, and it’s the first time I see Cain smile when he gets his blade and slices Rowan’s throat.
In that moment I feel Hayden take my hand in his and gives it a squeeze letting me know my nightmare of Rowan is over for good. Cain promised to protect me from him, and he has.
Giving him a moment to focus on Yang for a little bit. Yang punches him. I can see why Cain said that this was going to be a hard fight for him.
Yang punches, not giving Cain even a second to watch Rowan choking on his own blood.
Now I understand why Cain said this was going to be a hard fight for him. All of a sudden, Cain yells out in pain, and I see the knife being dug into the side of his body, then Yang kicks Cain to the floor, but Cain gets up quickly.
Yes, I’m going to be sick. I bite my bottom lip to stop myself from shouting, my sight darting from Cain fighting to the blood dripping out of his wound. This is absolute torture.
Yang, is so fast for his age. He comes to Cain quickly slashing his chest a few more times until Cain's on the floor. He's kicking him, he's punching him, he's slashing his back, and he picks up his spear and rams it through Cain's left hand making him scream in agony.
Yang looks over at his son, smiling.
Hayden's grip on my hand gets tighter. I didn't realize I was squeezing him so hard.
No one is saying anything. No one is moving. No one is allowed to move. Cain is in there by himself, and there's nothing anyone can do.
“Lincoln, he's not moving.” I choke on the words.
“What did you do?” Lincoln shouts.
Yang laughs, it’s such and evil laugh. “Poison, my good friend, poison. I know what your friend is capable of. I know how fast he can move. I trained him. He was my best student. I had to make him weak.”
“Lincoln?” I question.
He's poisoned him again. It took him three days to recover last time, and that was with Doc's help.
“Lincoln, I can't see his chest moving.”
“It's okay. It's okay.” I hear David, mostly talking to himself. “Did you guys feel that?” David asks us, and we all look at him. Does he really think anybody feels anything in this hell? You can feel the cold icy air hitting you all the time. “Did you hear that?”
“Dad, what are you talking about?” Miles asks.
“That?”
“Dad, people are shouting here non stop. It’s hard not to hear them.” Mason points to all the cages.
I hear Lincoln shouting towards Cain to get up. I can't talk. Every voice muscle is frozen. My body is shaking in fear, and then out of nowhere, David shouts.
“Get up my son. Get up, my warrior.”
I continue to watch Cain begging and praying to every God there is to help him.
Cain takes in a deep breath of life. Cain gets onto his side and pulls out the spear from his hand. Slowly he gets back to his feet,and I mean slowly, he’s fighting whatever he has inside him to get up right now.
Yang walks closer to him and punches Cain a few times, but Cain’s fighting.