"Ack! Motherf^cker!" Goron cursed as his body was thrown against the tree. He puked more blood from all the internal bleeding he got.
Draco stared at him with fierce eyes. His knuckles were full of blood and cut from the impact each time he beat Goron.
"Either you give up or keep fighting, but you already know the outcome of this fight," Draco stated and walked closer as Goron crawled backwards, but his back hit the tree.
"Haha! By this time. My father will reach the 10th pack to ask for help. You lose this time, Prince Draco," Goron said sarcastically and laughed joyfully.
"Do you think your life is worth all of this?" Draco asked in amusement. He knelt with one leg to match Goron's head.
Goron's lips trembled as his pride was acting up. He wanted to act tough and pushed himself with unrealistic thoughts.
"Sweet dreams are made of milk."