Aur remained unmoving, his red eyes narrowed at the sword, and he slightly backstepped along the trajectory of the sweeping blade.
"Got it," Linwood smirked, delivering a punch to Aur's face with his other hand.
However, just as the blow was about to connect, Linwood's vision blanked out.
"Huh."
Linwood opened his eyes, only to find himself staring at the ceiling.
"Hey, move it, kid, and go to the losers' bracket already."
The loud voice rang in his ears, prompting him to abruptly stand up as if on instinct.
He glanced at Aur, who was engaged in another fight, his expression filled with terror.
"This... this…" Linwood looked at his hands as if he couldn't believe his own reality.
With a bitter smile, he made his way to the losers' bracket.
"I will have my revenge one day." His eyes burned with determination.
…
A man fell to the ground with a thud, unconscious.
