It wasn't a clean, scientific fight, with textbook strikes and dodging. The punches were wild, some landing, some not. Fingers raked at eyes, heels searched for groins, and the two of them spent more time rolling around in the dirt than actually striking each other.
Eventually the two fighters were separated by simultaneous punches staggering them both. They both paused, glaring at each other.
Maybe this was the point they could work this out, stop the battle. But one of them repeated what they said about the other one's mother, so it started back up until the end of recess.
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