“Give up, old man, you’re as good as dead, you just don’t know it yet.” Jakob remembered all the men he’d ever fought. His whole life had been one long fight. He’d often battled far stronger and more experienced fighters than this pockmarked fellow who was half his age, but he felt exhausted nonetheless. His fear of the abyss robbed him of his strength, but it was more than just that. There’s no end to it . . . never
