’ That worked fine. Nick, warmly wrapped and supposedly still under observation for possible concussion, was left alone for five minutes. The other... withdrew and one of the nurses said to Nikki, only in a rural area would a hospital get away with allowing this. The hospital manager demanded the superintendent give his instruction in writing in case anything went wrong.’ ‘You mean a blood clot?’ ‘Yes or internal bleeding. He took a hard head knock. But Mr Moore examined him personally and said. Pushing the guard back enough to see inside, he saw her. She was shivering, and there was a lot of blood splattered over everything, which didn’t bode well for her survival. Shit!Summoning energy he didn’t know he had, Roy clambered through the opening and bent over the girl’s body. She was a pretty thing. Maybe a little on the skinny side, but she was about 18 or 19, had beautiful looking breasts, firm, round and soft. Her little patch of pubic hair looked a little long and untrimmed, and her. The fight had reached a new level and Drake was quickly losing the strength to continue. Why isn't anyone doing anything? Drake knew the answer to that question, it wasn't allowed for anyone except for the two inside the arena to fight. Only the adjudicator could enter the battle. Sage charged in, a deceptive kick knocking Drake to the ground.The sword loomed above Drake. Sage held it above his head, a wicked smile on his face. Drake was suddenly showered with blood. A sword blade exploded out. Her slim, athletic legs were encased in dark,translucent stockings that worked their way down to a pair of daintyfeet. She had short, bobbed brown hair and talked loudly into hertelephone. Her voice carried well over clatter of the moving train."Anyway, after a week like this I just want to get drunk and laid,that's it!" Her eyes momentarily shot wide open, as if she realizedwhat she had just advertised to the rest of the train, and so shecupped the phone with her free hand and began talking.