Winner's Happiness

My eyes land on Lima, and I see him coming toward me. Along with him, the other one approaches as well. Both had serious expressions, which gave me chills.

"I won."

I say, and when I notice, Lima is looking at me intensely, as if he wants to see something inside my soul. Meanwhile, his companion, who had just crouched down, tries to check for signs of life in Visuke, feeling the pulse on his neck.

"He's unconscious, Lima."

Lima turns his gaze from me and shifts his attention to Visuke’s body.

"Alright, Light."

He raises his hand and points to my side. Shortly after, he crosses his arms in an X. I didn’t understand the meaning of those movements, but immediately the audience, which was already excited, begins to stir even more.

"GOOD JOB, THAT'S OUR BOY!"

"YOU DID GREAT, KID."

"LENON IS THE BEST!"

"THIS KID HAS A BRIGHT FUTURE."

"GRIFFIN IS NOTHING COMPARED TO LENON!"