22 - After The Fight

(Kaiser's POV)

"KAISER WINS!!!"

I heard the announcer loudly declare that.

"..."

"..."

"..."

The whole coliseum was still dead silent.

They'd been like this ever since I started elbowing Umar non-stop.

"..."

I slightly glanced around.

Then my eyes landed on Umar's unmoving body.

A pool of blood was spreading beneath his head—his face was completely fucked up.

"Ugh..."

The bruises and cuts on my face throbbed with pain. Even my right elbow was screaming now.

My entire body felt wrecked.

"Ptu—"

I spit out blood from my mouth.

My head was pounding, my thoughts were fuzzy, and my vision was still kind of blurry.

The adrenaline I have was slowly drying out.

"Hmm...?"

I noticed Umar's weapon on the ground.

I tried kicking it—

"..."

But it was so heavy, it didn't even budge.

'What a shame. I would've brought it with me if I could.'