War's P.O.V.
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"War, seriously man, just think about this—"
Rubble was cut off when my fist connected with his face. I got him in the jaw and he stumbled backward. The Shadow Rage brothers all stiffened, stood, and watched, waiting for a sign that things were getting sticky. My guys matched the energy, ready to have my back if need be.
"f***k!" Rubble yelled as he touched his jaw where I'd just hit.
Before he could say anything else, I threw another hit. One of the Shadow guys came closer. Savage stepped in his way, arms crossed over his massive chest.
"We got problems, Prez?" he asked, calling out to Rubble.
"No, Gunner, it's fine," Rubble replied as he wiped the blood from his lip. "Just a friendly spat."
I landed another hit, this time to Rubble'
