Having to make my choice, I was dragged to the ring. If you think about it, this was like an underground ring where shady people would gamble their money to bet.
To my surprise, in an instant, the spectator filled up quickly. This spectacle must be pretty common and fun to watch if the seat filled up this quickly.
I had no problem with them spectating, but I wondered how the rest of the world was. News about an attack should have arrived now, but no one here cared.
"Kid. Once I beat you, your women are mine."
"..."
"Is killing allowed?"
This was the first thing I asked the judge. I know I didn't need to ask, but I wanted to tell this bald fucker that he would die.
"Killing is allowed."
"You think you could kill me, kid? You're a hundred years to early."
Talking like a third-rate villain, the match was about to start. Looking at the girls, I could tell they were cheering me on.
"Are the both of you ready?"
"With how scrawny he is, I'm ready any time."