Walking back into the waiting area, Adam headed towards the corner of the large hall that he had previously sat in, and as he did, the eyes of many were glued onto him.
Amazed that he had been permitted to return to the waiting area and take part in the tournament, since the Martial Arts Union was known for being very strict when it came to their rules.
They had a no-tolerance policy and once one broke their rules once, getting back on their good graces and being accepted by them was almost impossible.
And yet Adam, the unusual individual they knew nothing about had managed to do so, and very quickly at that.
It had been only a minute since he had been escorted away, and now he had returned.
There was still the lingering smell of blood along with a large dark red stain on the ground that had mostly dried up, which Adam scoffed at as he sat down comfortably.