Slowly but surely, as the shock from the fight died down, the audience started to leave the stands and head back home.
It was strangely quiet as the people left, nobody talking or sharing any excitement that was usually present after a fight.
Evidently, everyone was still in shock from the result of the fight.
I watched silently as everyone left the venue before changing my appearance and heading for my apartment.
Couldn't have the people see my face...
That would be rather troublesome.
"Ugh."
I rubbed my forehead and squeezed my brows.
'...I feel a little better, I guess.'
I had passed out in the locker room for an hour.
By the time I had woken up, everyone had already left the Colosseum. After a cold shower, I felt a lot better, but my mind was still rather foggy.
'I need to sleep.'
