The moment Adrian staggered back, struggling to push himself upright, the announcer's voice rang out across the Obsidian Ring.
"Winner- Ambrose Bessmertny!"
The words hit like a hammer.
For a moment, there was silence. Then, the crowd exploded. Some were cheering, while others were murmuring in confusion.
Adrian hadn't been down long enough to call it.
Aiden shot to his feet. "What?!"
His voice was drowned out by the noise, but his frustration burned through him. The fight wasn't over. Adrian was still standing. He could still fight.
Sevan snapped his book shut. His blue eyes darkened, and even though his expression remained unreadable, Aiden could feel the shift in his presence.
In the arena, Adrian slowly lifted his head. His dark eyes flashed with something dangerous before smoothing over into mocking amusement.