Clyde was at the LAW Gym getting some late night training in. His time in the company had not exactly been the best thus far and had actually been a bit rough. He had basically gotten his butt kicked a few times but was confident he was just a little ring rusty. He just needed more time training and more time re-focusing and he would be back in the game and no time and probably a champion again.
With new resolve, Clyde checked the heavy bag he was wailing on with a few more heavy blows, rocking the leather bag with several strikes as he worked up a healthy sweat with a pair of boxing gloves smacking the large leather heavy bag. His eyes focused as he sought to get into even better shape than he was now. There was no telling when his next bout would be.
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