"…"
Damian stood in silence, looking at the unmoving Rust. He was waiting for him to get up, not letting his guard down.
But seconds passed by…
"…"
And he showed no sign of moving. It was quiet in the arena.
But breaking that—
"LOOKS LIKE WE ALREADY HAVE A WINNER!!!"
The announcer's voice suddenly echoed throughout the place.
"WHAT?! THAT FAST?!!"
"THAT OTHER GUY IS WEAK AS FUCK!!!"
"HAHAHA—! I WON THE BET!"
The audience started shouting too, riled up. They were complaining how Rust wasn't able to do anything.
Though honestly, most of them would've lost against him if they fought Rust one-on-one... They just think he's super weak, they didn't take into consideration that it was Damian's strength that finished the fight fast.
The difference between their skills is just that high. If Rust had faced a different newbie... He probably would've won.
'I won.'
Damian thought as he looked down at his hands. Nobody was cheering for him. Everyone was just laughing at their fight.
