บท 86: The Forgotten Being

Looking at the floor, I clenched my teeth, screaming at the top of my lungs, struggling to get back on my feet. When I was halfway up, veins bulging in my forehead, I glanced forward to see Damir poised for an uppercut.

"Is this how I lose?" I wondered, as Damir's fist closed in on my jaw.

Time seemed to slow down to a crawl. I teetered on the brink of losing everything, and that risk ignited a fire within me that coursed through my entire body.

Despite the boundless surge of motivation, I remained powerless. In an instant, the world turned black, and I heard a sound like the shattering of glass. Before I knew it, my head recoiled back, and I found myself on my back unable to move.

I struggled to pry open my heavy eyelids, but my strength had abandoned me, leaving me in a state of helplessness. The once-rousing cheers of the boisterous crowd began to fade, replaced by an overwhelming sense of impending unconsciousness.