The crowd was silent as the battle finally ended.
Vale could be seen on one knee, numerous bruises and the like on his body and his mouth was smeared with blood. He panted slight as he leaned against his sword for support.
Meanwhile on the other side, Victoria was on her back, her armour gone and her clothes ripped in multiple places.
Her chest was heaving and her body trmbles and cuts lines her skin, but her eyes were closed as she was unconscious. Victoria had lost.
The countdown ended and Vale was declared the winner.
"Haha." Lark let out a refreshed laugh.
"Well, that was something. That is easily the most we've seen someone push Vale so far. But in the end, he still came out on top." He said.
"Easily one of the most enjoyable battles we've had so far. Wouldn't you all agree?" He asked the crowd and there were many enthusiastic shouts of agreement.