Cheers and a standing ovation. That was what the crowd paid Joda's win with. As the boy laid on the sandy arena floor, bleeding his life away bit by bit, the arena thundered with the loud screams of appreciation that came from the spectators who couldn't care less about Joda's current situation.
To them, the boy was unkillable and would bounce back from his injuries in no time at all. They had already seen him fight with more holes in his body than any normal person could bare, and yet, not only had Joda held his own during his face off with the soldiers, he had even managed to scrape a win with such heavy injuries too. A mere slash to the back, one that wasn't even lethal, at least to the spectators, would not take the child monster from them.