I was lucky enough to be staring at Kaley's eyes to see the reflection of a barrel-chested fellow about to throw a right hook to the back of my head, but I twisted my body and met his fist with my elbow before I sent my knee to his balls, finishing him off with the same elbow the moment he dropped to his knees.
But yeah, hits to the back of the head was a huge fucking no-no—because it's literally fatal and banned from several sports competitions—so I stomped on his right arm and shattered it into pieces like his knuckles that collided with my elbow.
I could hear the audible gasps and screams that came from the crowd but it didn't end there when Mauro fully sent another "noble" straight out the balcony and beyond.
