[ Hei wonders if this is how symbiotes feel. Cold needle-mouths latched against the heat and energy of a host. Korra's excitement oozes into his pores. The world rushes in his ears, then crystallises. Hei exhales quietly, and eases Korra tighter against him, feeling everything come together. Lines sharpen. Shadows clear. Even the spotlights in the ring are a hundred watts more brilliant. ]
[ It's what she does to him. Everything cold and shuttered, she brightens. A certainty he can't ascribe, but here is ample demonstration. ]
[ He massages the jut of her hipbone with the pad of his thumb, then dips lower. His eyes stay on the luminous ring as the third round begins. It explodes with swiftness and savagery; the boxers maintain enough distance to fire lightning shin blows to the arms and chests. Blue goes low, knees flexing, delivers a submarine shot. Red grabs him, pulling their bodies flush. Blue's gloves are high on Red's chest but he can't push him off. He brings them up into Red's face, rubbing the scratchy laces across the cheeks and eyes. Red reacts by bringing his left knee up into Blue's side beneath the kidney. Blue lets out a grunt. Red knees him again, putting all his weight into it. The crowd rises to a quick roar. In close, Blue shoves against Red's face, gets some separation and brings an elbow up into the gap, shearing it across Red's chin. The blood is a glittering ruby spray as it arcs in the spotlights. ]
[ Any minute now, Hei thinks. The match is going to end with a technicolor bang. ]
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[ It's what she does to him. Everything cold and shuttered, she brightens. A certainty he can't ascribe, but here is ample demonstration. ]
[ He massages the jut of her hipbone with the pad of his thumb, then dips lower. His eyes stay on the luminous ring as the third round begins. It explodes with swiftness and savagery; the boxers maintain enough distance to fire lightning shin blows to the arms and chests. Blue goes low, knees flexing, delivers a submarine shot. Red grabs him, pulling their bodies flush. Blue's gloves are high on Red's chest but he can't push him off. He brings them up into Red's face, rubbing the scratchy laces across the cheeks and eyes. Red reacts by bringing his left knee up into Blue's side beneath the kidney. Blue lets out a grunt. Red knees him again, putting all his weight into it. The crowd rises to a quick roar. In close, Blue shoves against Red's face, gets some separation and brings an elbow up into the gap, shearing it across Red's chin. The blood is a glittering ruby spray as it arcs in the spotlights. ]
[ Any minute now, Hei thinks. The match is going to end with a technicolor bang. ]