Everyone reacted differently to the results of tonight's battle, some were joyous, while others were sorrowful.
In the underground world of Genosha Calivia, the crowd's cheers were deafening. Some fervent spectators, especially those who had bet on Charles to win,
were now acting like they had gone mad, surging toward the octagonal cage like a tidal wave.
The expressions on their faces were incredibly fervent.
Amidst the crowd's shouts, Charles's calm face stood out strikingly.
He slowly walked out of the octagonal cage and approached Celestine.
At this moment, Celestine finally let out a sigh of relief, her eyes were red as she looked at the wounds on Charles's body, some of which were already dried and crusted with blood. She was on the verge of tears.
"It's nothing, just some superficial injuries. I'm fine." Charles said with a hint of helplessness.
