Got stabbed

As Nathan struggled to stand amidst the taunts and laughter of the scarred man and his goons, a fire ignited within him. Despite the pain coursing through his battered body, he refused to yield. With gritted teeth and sheer determination, he pushed himself up, his muscles trembling with the effort.

"Oh, look at him! Still trying to play the hero!" one of the goons jeered, his mocking laughter echoing in the dimly lit room.

Ignoring the insults, Nathan steadied himself, his gaze fixed on his tormentors. His mind raced as he assessed his options. He knew he had to fight back, to show them that he was not just another victim to be toyed with.

With a defiant roar, Nathan launched himself at the nearest goon, his fists flying in a flurry of blows. The room erupted into chaos as the other goons rushed to join the fray, their shouts mingling with the sounds of grunts and thuds.

"Whack!" Nathan landed a solid punch to the jaw of his opponent, sending him reeling backward. But before he could
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