**Antonio**

The pain and disappointment that clouded my head and mind was way bigger to even notice that I had a physical wound on my hands.

I didn't notice that blood was flowing down my hands not until Amelia called my attention to it but staring at it, only a sly smile could escape my lips.

Fresh blisters were engraved on my knuckles and blood pumped out of them.

*Blood* *The very exciting scent of blood*

*One of the reasons why I enjoyed myself in battle was the fact that the stench of blood and sound of broken bones filled the air.*

Perhaps that was probably why I was enjoying...