Events inside the cell are developing rapidly...

Suddenly you hear loud noises.

These sounds come from cone-shaped devices that are attached to the corners of this room.

You clearly hear the loud words of a person invisible to you: “Ladies and gentlemen! Bets are almost finished! The next fight will take place soon as part of our favorite monthly Bloody Games!”

You are standing on the concrete floor inside a large octagonal cage and you see a man of average height enter the cage from the second door. This guy seems a little older than you (maybe around 23 or 24 years old). His body is covered with strange tattoos that depict skulls and crossbones. This man's skin has a bronze tint. You see that he is dressed only in torn cloth pants and boots. You see that this guy is quite muscular. His face has no mustache or beard, and his hair on his head is cut as short as possible.

You hear the words coming from the cone-shaped devices: "So, the bets are on! Look at these fighters: a young savage from the Spiderscars tribe against an acolyte of a strange cult from the distant southern lands! Who will win?! You will soon find out, ladies and gentlemen! Only one living person will leave the cage or no one will come out! The battle begins!"

You see a guy whose body is covered with tattoos quickly approaching you. You feel excited, your heart is beating faster. You try to keep your gaze on your opponent. The determined expression on his face and the look in his black eyes do not bode well for you.

You try to keep a sufficient distance from your opponent. You watch him and try to slowly step back.

Your opponent gets closer to you and starts throwing quick side punches with his fists.

He tried to hit the area of your body where your liver is located with his fists.

However, you manage to block these side blows with your elbows. You feel the **** of these blows. It is obvious to you that your opponent is an experienced fighter. He increases the power of his punches by turning his body and by shifting the center of gravity of his body.

Your opponent continues to throw punches one after another. You miss one direct blow that was aimed at your face. At the last moment you were able to dodge a little. You felt a sharp pain on the right side of your face, the knuckles of your fist hitting your jaw with a glancing blow.

You were thrown back. Your back hit the metal bars of the cage.

The opponent kicked with a roundhouse. He was aiming for your stomach and he clearly intended to end this fight quickly. But you managed to dodge.

You are **** to be in a state of deep defense for some time. The enemy continued to strike from different sides. Attacks from the flanks alternated with direct blows to the face.

Your opponent increased the pace of his strikes. You tried to block his blows and dodge, but your opponent did not stop attacking like an enraged beast.

You have taken several hits to your body. The pain intensified. There were already several noticeable bruises and abrasions on your body.

You hear excited, encouraging shouts from the audience.

A discordant crowd of spectators screams heart-rendingly: “Hit harder, stupid savage! Dodge! Get closer and strangle this weakling! I already bet money on you, you fucking weakling! Try at least a little, shit-eater!”

After a couple of minutes of silent defense, you were able to land an underhand punch to your opponent's chin.

The enemy retreated a couple of steps. You tried to continue attacking. However, as you approached your opponent, you received a swift knee strike to the stomach. You fell onto the concrete floor.

The enemy quickly approached you and began to **** you by the throat. You felt that less and less air was entering your lungs. You understood that if you couldn’t fight back now, then the only living person who would come out of this cage would be this guy, whose skin was covered with strange tattoos in the form of skulls and crossbones.

Gathering your strength, you made a sharp strike with the elbow of your right hand to the head of your opponent. He was **** to stop strangling you. You see your opponent stagger to the side. The skin on his forehead has split open and blood is visible on his face. He was probably a little stunned by your blow.

You jumped to your feet and continued throwing punches. You tried to hurt your opponent with direct blows to the head or flank blows to the kidneys. However, your opponent managed to block most of your strikes. A couple of blows to his body landed, but the blows were glancing and probably had little effect.

Then, your opponent goes on the offensive again. In addition to flanking your body, he tried to throw a sweep kick with his leg to make you fall again.

However, you managed to dodge in time and maintain your balance.

The battle had gone on long enough. You had little idea how much time had already passed. You were completely focused on the fight. The rest of the world didn't matter to you right now. The hubbub of the crowd of spectators, this building, this city - all this is not important. All that matters is who comes out of this cage alive. You tried to do everything to ensure that you yourself became the surviving person.

Minute after minute passed. The fight continued.

The skin on the knuckles of your fists burst and blood flowed profusely and dripped onto the concrete floor. You were breathing heavily. You felt pain in your head and pain in your right side. However, your opponent also looked tired. Blood flowed from his forehead down his left cheek. He was also breathing heavily.

The enemy continued to press you. Soon you felt your back come into contact with the cold metal of the bars of this cage.

You now need to make a decision as quickly as possible. How can you win this fight?