As Steve helplessly watched his fist sail past Christian's chin, time sped up. Specifically, the time it took Christian's knee to drive into Steve's gut. After that it was a bit of a race - his breath leaving him or the pain pulsing through his body. (The race ended in a tie.)
Shockwaves of sound brought Steve back to his senses. Students rushed to watch the disassembling of someone who tried to take on Christian Davis. Bobby B tried to help from his knees, but Christian's Doc Martens' took care of that, snapping a sharp kick and bloodying Bob's nose.
Christian's right hand tightened around Steve's throat. Unable to regain his breath, Steve saw the black creeping in at the edge of his vision and knew he was about to pass out. With a last burst of energy, Steve kicked out and caught a solid mass of flesh with his foot.
"That will show him," Steve thought, as he slipped into unconsciousness.
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