And In This Corner

Peter sat in the corner, his face was looking slightly down at the ground, his eyes were looking at the other side of the ring. He had a twisted, evil grin, he could smell fear, he could see blood, he could hear corruption and sin, it all brought him confidence, strength in him. He stood taller then before, he jump higher, walked faster, his arms seemed longer, he grabbed the wheel, and with his eyes closed, he swung it up in the air. His eyes still shut, he stood still "I'm not afraid! You are not meant to hurt me, you are not meant to overcome me! I will win, and you can't stand a chance!" He took a big step forward, eyes shut tight, he took a deep breath.... *KERPLUNK* the tire landed to his right, he felt the wind from the falling object on his arm, he opened his eyes and saw the tire standing upright by his side. Peter smiled bigger now, laughed as if someone had told him a dirty joke, then, abruptly, he turned and kicked the tire down flat on the ground, he walked away from it, back to his corner.