Chapter 393 - Incursion(Part 5)

"I-it's...it's a draw!" Stuttered the alien acting as the ref, as we rushed onto the arena to check in Iro. 

As I reached him, I knelt down and felt for his pulse, the others gathering around me... 

"Is he okay!?" Exclaimed Altan with a look of dread and worry on his face. 

"Calm down...there's nothing to worry about, his pulse is stable. And look at his injuries...they may be severe, but they're still regenerating. He should be just fine once he finishes healing and gets a bit of rest," I remarked, the others letting out sighs of relief. 

"There are now seven rounds remaining, and you Terran will need to win five of them in order to emerge victorious," Spoke up the ref, seeming to have calmed down from his disbelief. 

Wait, what did he say? 

"Are you saying that there's no difference to us between a draw and a loss?" I inquired with a frown.