Chapitre 105: • The Iron Gauntlet (4)

No. No way. He wasn't going to die.

Nero, groaning in pain, placed a palm on his stab wound, then engulfed it in layers of ice, groaning at the chilling sting.

He slowly began to rise back to his feet, the Bloodsport however, didn't want to waste the opening. With methodic movements of his arms, he opened a rift just below Nero's feet, tearing a black portal to a perilous height above the arena floor.

Having no chance to react, Nero plummeted.

"Argggghhhhhh!" he yelled fearfully as he fell deeper into the chasm of nothingness. Looking left and right, there was nothing he could reach for. It all seemed to be an unending black hollow.