Description
Friyy tumbled through the air, her large charcoal black wings underneath her. She took punch after punch from a slightly built man on top of her. Her face was bruised and bloody, but Baldur's even more so. Her hair blew up into the air, giving her a tunneled vision of her opponent. Fed up with the punches, Friyy's arm moved like lightning to intercept Baldur's fist. Instead of leaving Friyy with another bruise, Baldur's fist struck the palm of Friyy's hand. Friyy held it with a vicelike grip and was sure she heard a couple bones fracture. Like he could even feel it anyway. Infuriated even more Baldur screamed in frustration and used his other fist to punch her in the stomach. Again, Friyy's other hand moved like lightning to intercept Baldur's fist. She heard a few more bones crack. The two of them pummeled through the air, hand in fist. Baldur was trying to yank his fractured hands out of Friyy's grip. Friyy was trying to flip him over so she could be on top. Abruptly, the two landed and Baldur was still on top of her. Friyy landed on the hard ground - on her wings - and heard a deafening crack. The weight of flying through the air at top speed and Baldur sitting on top of her amplified the pain erupting from her wings, down her back and into her legs and arms. Her fist went limp, falling to the ground just like her whole body. She was immobilized. (Images found on Google and I added text and filters)
1| Baldur
