Summary:

Ilya would have been more peeved at how crowded the place was, if not for the sight before him. He leaned on the thick black matted flooring of the boxing ring, half hiding his face in the hopes no one would clock the hungry look on his face as a shirtless Ryan Price and extremely fit-looking Shane Hollander taped down their gloves. Or: Do we need an excuse to punch Dallas Kent in the face? Companion piece to There have been threats and If you're afraid of wolves. August 2016.