“Enough,” Lance spoke up when Mike was not letting go of my neck. At the order, he released me from his death grip.

I lost!

My eyes met with Lance and then he looked away, rolling his eyes as he did. Once again, my heart froze. The pain my body felt was nothing compared to the sting in my chest after I saw how disappointed Lance looked. I had underestimated Mike, he was stronger than he appeared and I got thrown from one end to another like a pile of nothing, I was not even able to land a punch on him.

Lance’s voice remained monotone as he spoke, “Next,...