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Brandon’s fists slammed into the heavy punching bag with his knuckles wrapped in cloth as sweat dripped down his temples.
The bag rocked back and forth violently and the chains creaked above as if they might snap from the sheer force he was putting into every strike.
"Haa-" he exhaled sharply with each punch and his fists shot out in a steady barrage, left, right, left, right before he pivoted, twisting his hips to deliver a swift roundhouse kick that thudded agai ...
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