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... was.
He spoke to Demaien, who was slouched on the stool and his chest rose and fell with each difficult breath. His sharp words did not hold back.
"That was pathetic!" Tommy barked, his Irish accent thick, his tone biting. "Yer supposed to be representin' Ireland, not givin' away rounds like a bloody amateur! What the hell are ye playin' at out there?"
Demaien looked up, his expression clouded with frustration and exhaustion.
He wasn't entirely out of the fight, b ...
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