The lightning quick punch felt like a sword and what felt like a thousand knives followed. Abramson was fast and he broke through and landed a couple of grazing shots. Left, right, left, right. he was like a pendulum. " How' your toughness? Let's find out." he thought. the bear took a step left when Abramson went right. barely dodging the punch. Sam went for a hook into his exposed side. Another step to the left and Sam went for a right cross at the face, ready to leave a metaphorical claw slash across his face.