Ty let out a breath, his brow furrowing as he tried to piece together what had happened after he blacked out. "That's right... after we won, a big fight must have broken out." He could almost picture it—the desperation, the violence that must have unfolded in the aftermath.
JJ sighed, her shoulders slumping slightly as she nodded. "Yep," she said, her voice tinged with exhaustion. "Alexander went on a frenzy after the loss, killing a lot of people himself." She shook her head, her eyes flickering with a mix of frustration and sadness. "I'm sure in the morning, we'll get more news on the next stage."She paused, her gaze softening as it settled on Ty. "But for now, you should try to rest. You've been through hell."
