Aiden Knight's POV
The energy blast from Vincent Finch's sneak attack hit me square between the shoulder blades. Pain exploded through my spine as I pitched forward, blood spattering the stone floor beneath me.
The crowd gasped in shock. A referee attacking a participant was unthinkable.
I spat more blood and slowly turned my head to look at Vincent Finch. His face was twisted with righteous fury.
"You monster!" he snarled. "I won't let you murder helpless opponents!"
Behind him, I caught movement in my peripheral vision. Jason Yates, supposedly defeated, was rising to his feet with predatory silence. His earlier dazed expression had been completely fake.
A coordinated ambush. How quaint.
"# Chapter 27 - Aiden Knight!" Jason Yates roared, launching himself at my back while I was still kneeling. "Die!"
His fist, glowing with gathered qi, aimed directly for my skull.
