The crowd was jazzy and jubilant, warmly greeting each fighter’s entrance.
A back-and-forth slugfest ensued, igniting a deafening roar.
The blue corner’s ear filled with a high-pitched hum, and he never heard their crescendo.
Word Count: 37
Prompted from Weekend Writing Prompt at: https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2021/06/05/weekend-writing-prompt-212-crescendo/.
Prompted from June Writing Prompts at: https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2021/06/01/june-2021-writing-prompts/.