Podía ver una comprensión lenta y escalofriante que se arrastraba sobre sus rasgos desgastados.
Estaba observando la forma meticulosa en que ella distribuía su peso.
He saw the terrifying economy of her motion and her hollow, unblinking stare.
He knew this wasn’t a beginner having a lucky burst of adrenaline.
Este era un veterano endurecido que se despertaba de un sueño muy largo y profundo.
Derek se revolvió frenéticamente a sus pies, su pecho se agitaba con agotamiento.
His handsome face was now a twisted, ugly mask of furious desperation.
He was no longer sparring for fun.
He was fighting desperately for his reputation, his standing in the gym, and his shattered pride.
He wiped a smear of cold sweat from his forehead with his glove.
His breathing was erratic, heavy, and completely uncontrolled.
“You’re dead,” he hissed through clenched teeth.
He completely abandoned any remaining pretense of control, technique, or sportsmanship.
