Clash of the Claws 2: Wolverine vs Sabretooth

Wolverine and Sabretooth clashed in a deserted alleyway, their claws glinting in the dim light of the street lamps. Wolverine’s senses were heightened as he circled his opponent, watching for any sign of weakness. On the other hand, Sabretooth was grinning with anticipation as he lunged forward, his razor-sharp claws aimed straight at Wolverine’s chest.

Wolverine swiftly dodged and rolled, the sound of Sabretooth’s claws scraping against the concrete ringing in his ears. “You’re getting sloppy, Sabretooth,” Wolverine asserted, his claws extending with a satisfying *snikt*.

“Shut up, runt,” Sabretooth growled, his eyes glowing with feral rage. He launched himself at Wolverine again; this time, Wolverine was fully prepared. He easily parried Sabretooth’s attack, his claws sparking against his opponent’s.

The two mutants continued to exchange blows, their claws slashing through the air with deadly precision. Wolverine could smell the sweat and blood on Sabretooth’s fur and hear his opponent’s labored breathing. He knew he had the upper hand and was determined to win.

Finally, after what felt like hours of fighting, Wolverine saw his opportunity. Sabretooth had left himself open for a split second, and Wolverine seized the moment. He drove his claws into Sabretooth’s chest with a sickening *thunk*, and the more oversized mutant collapsed to the ground with a roar.

Wolverine stood over his fallen opponent, his claws still dripping with blood. “Stay down, Sabretooth,” he commanded. “Next time, I won’t be so merciful.”

By Shamarie Knight

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