Derek’s POV
The fight between Asher and me had taken its toll on both of us. Our bodies were battered and bruised, evidence of the fierce battle we had waged. I could feel the fatigue creeping into my muscles, but my determination refused to waver. With a surge of adrenaline, I lunged at Asher, launching a barrage of furious strikes. Blow after blow, our fists collided with a resounding thud, filling the air with the sound of our ferocious combat.
As the fight continued, my senses sharpened, honed by the intensity of the moment. The adrenaline surged through my veins, pulsating with raw power. Every fiber of my being was focused on this battle, the stakes higher than ever before. Asher proved to be a formidable opponent, his reflexes lightning quick and his strikes precise. We moved with
