'Ting! Ting! Ting!'
'Skwii!!'
"Ahhhhh!!'
'Swish!'
'Bam!'
'Pah!'
The battle continued for a bit amidst the excited crowd, with both sides getting either killed or injured.
The prisoners had only been given water to drink when they had arrived here, and had been promised food only when they survived the entire ordeal.
So just like the bagwers, they too were fighting on an empty fuel tank.
Which made them feel a little lightheaded after their injuries.
Henry was quickly losing strength, as he had now been injured by these creatures multiple times.
His wounds were pounding, his stomach ached, his legs began to weaken and his arms lost feeling, as all his energy seemed to be sucked out of him as the battle progressed.
His breathing became heavy and the beads of sweat on his face constantly fell into his eyes making them appear teary.
