Looking around, he saw many bodies thrown on the ground, bleeding from many places and wounds, while two got thrown in the air, falling off the arena.
These two were part of Garlend's team. They ended up rolling in the air after getting hit by the shockwave and aftermath of such an explosion. As they got out of the arena, they got disqualified by rules.
"To think about doing such a thing to win… And you dare to call yourselves spirit masters… How low of you!"
Just when William was checking over Lucas and others from his spot, checking that they were still alive, Garlend's deep voice came as he slowly stood up.
He wasn't the only one to rise, three others did. Two of these three got many wounds, but not as severe as everyone else.
"Judge… We conc…" just before Lucas' weak voice would continue what he wanted to say, one of the three who stood up moved fast, kicking Lucas' abdomen, throwing him rolling on the ground for a few metres, interrupting his surrendering words.
