The Last Blacksmith Posted February 7, 2021 Posted February 7, 2021 The scene opens inside The Last Blacksmith's dressing room. The Italian sits in pain after the devastating battle he has just faced against H2O, while his gaze is fixed down, towards his joined hands. TLB: I should be satisfied ... Blacksmith says as he speaks to himself... TLB: I should be proud... TLB: I just beat the longest-lived champion ever, throwing him on a fucking table on fire. At the end of one of the toughest battles of my life. TLB: Yet what I feel is not realization. It is not peace. It is always anger. Blacksmith jumps up, and angrily throws a table that was standing there in front of him. TLB: It's hard, not being able to enjoy anything. It's hard to always have to look for an opponent, to fix him in the head and not think about anything else. Blacksmith looks at himself in the mirror TLB: But this happens when you are too used to fighting. It is not winning or losing, but the fight itself that allows me to survive. TLB:I need another opponent. TLB:But who? 3
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