The Crowd Grows Silent

The match took a more dramatic turn.

Viktor and Dante started walking towards one another once more, but this time Viktor hit first. A downward jab, mostly due to the height difference, got Dante straight in the chest. Dante took it straight on and immediately regretted it. The punch crushed him, sandwiching him with the already cracked floor.

As he removed his fist, he did not let Dante get time to rest. He simply went for another blow. But as he swung again, this time he felt Dante’s resistance. Dante had barely managed to meet Viktor’s fist with his own.

Sparks shined from the impact for a second, as the crowd went wild. Viktor retracted his fist and quickly went for another punch. Dante saw the motion and rolled out of the way in time.

Dante breathed in, trying to regain the air he had lost, and regain his composure.