Hour Before The Beginning of the Tournament.
''Argh.'' Lucius painfully stood up from his bed. His hands were bandaged, and his torso had a visible bruise mark.
This morning he suddenly woke up from the debris of the building, and his whole body was in agony.
The only way he can currently move is with the help of painkillers, and even they have limits.
He didn't know how he got attacked, and no one seemed to care, not even Rijun, even though he is his fighter.
''What the hell happened...'' Lucius murmured with agony.
*Knock* *Knock*
A knocking came from the door, and it was instantly opened.
A middle-aged man with two beautiful women came with a suitcase ready. Lucius knew that it was time to get ready for the tournament.
That made him grimace. His chances of survival became very minimal.
The two beautiful women started stripping Lucius while he took another dose of painkillers, but the effect was becoming very low.
