Chapter 132-ARC 4 {Last Match}
The crowd roared, their cheers bouncing off the high, steel walls of the consortium's underground arena.
Zosia tightened her stance, the sweat on her brow trickling down her cheek, as her opponent staggered before her.
She didn't give him the chance to recover. With a quick pivot and a sharp jab, her gloved fist connected squarely with his jaw.
The man crumpled to the floor, his body limp and unresponsive.
A hush fell over the audience for a split second, the air crackling with anticipation.
Then, as the referee raised her hand high, the arena erupted.
"Winner! X!"
The name echoed through the vast chamber. Lights danced across the boxing ring, which was surrounded by tiered seating packed with spectators, their voices blending into a chaotic chorus.
Above them, high-definition screens displayed the fight's pivotal moments on a loop.
