Misha's mind cleared in time to see a big, beefy guy throw a punch at his face. He couldn't react fast enough to avoid it; it caught his cheek and slammed his teeth together hard enough to draw blood. There was a crunching sound of facial bones cracking with the force.
He made himself go limp and fall back with the blow, giving the least resistance possible. Muscle memory took over as he rolled and came up on his feet ready to take his shot. Then he saw David's inert body near the door.
Around them, tourists are capturing the fight on cameras and video cams.
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