The entire crowd watched in silence as they looked at the young man who suddenly hung in place, looking blankly In the distance space, and slowly he turned back towards them.
"I don't have any money, though…" Khan replied with a raised eyebrow, the sinister smile on Mora's face widening.
"Don't worry about that…" He replied, and watched as the young man shrugged and slowly walked towards him, coming to stand a distance of ten meters…
"I'll accept your challenge…" Khan answered, causing a pin-drop silence, but it was thwarted by another loud cheering of the crowd.
They wouldn't mind another ass whopping, after all, it was currently nighttime.
"Do you hear that. It's one more beautiful fight for the night, between, um, what's your name?" The lady cyrions asked as Khan replied.
"Whatever…"
"Between Whatever and MORA, The Beast…" The crowd burst into small laughter before erupting in a loud ear defeaning cheer.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!