It was just too sudden.
Everyone held their breaths.
None expected something like this to happen. After all the fights and with fighters waiting for each other to make a move, this occurred.
Everyone should've been just fighting for the top spot. Whether fair or unfair, they must remain standing. That's how they will climb up to the hierarchy. They were prepared to get hit and fight strong foes. They were prepared to get beaten and knocked out. However, no one was prepared to die.
"W-what have you done?"
I stammered.
I crouched down in front of the guy with a hat, shadowing his face. My hand reached for the neck of this guy's opponent and... of course, there's no pulse.
Why did I have to check it? It should be obvious.
With one slap... his neck twisted, killing him in an instant.
Death
