But this was fucking why! This was always why! This was the reason that--! That something! Sabo can't help but be angry all over again as the guy comes at him full force, fighting just as hard back and for reasons he can't understand but infuriate him all the same. The guy is fast and strong and brutal but Sabo is just as fast and strong and brutal, giving almost as many hits as he got and not caring what got broken in the process on either one of them.

He wanted to yell but he couldn't around the ache on his throat where the asshole had jammed his elbow and instead flipped them and punched him right back in the throat so they were on the same field at least. Hand grabbed him and pulled him off and it was only just in him to not hit them too. They were other. They were soft and could be hurt. Instead he just remained in their grip, breathing hard, blood dripping off his face as he scowled at the other.