"I'm game," Milo said the blue eyes staring straight into Angelo's. "Time to show the dragons why even an elephant is scared of a mouse. Before we start though I'm going to make it clear, I won't throw the first punch I won't start the fight, but I will gladly end it."

Milo's thoughts quickly dragged him back to his first fight his eyes drifting their heavy stare. He went back to the moment he first really got torn in himself. One side loved the pain he caused and the feeling of victory and freedom and knowing he was strong, but the other side hated himself possibly ruining kid's lives... his thoughts continued to drift deeper