It was a good thing he hadn't been walking fast. A face full of tree bark was just minor compared to a fastball by a kid just discovering how really strong he was.
"I'll live," he mumbled, stumbling back a couple of feet. A tiny trickle of blood from his nose was wiped away. "Give me a second to heal, then we'll go back and let them think we fought over the ball and you won."
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