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Chapter 19 by Trom1806 Trom1806

So, what tactics will you use in this fight now?

You will try to keep your distance from your opponent and you will wear him down with long range strikes.

You decide not to risk getting too close to your opponent. You dodge another flank attack. You quickly turn around and avoid contact with the metal bars of the cage.

You are trying to land several straight punches to your opponent's body. But he blocks these blows with ease.

He then throws a couple of punches that are aimed at your head. You were able to block one blow, but the second blow hit your ear along the tangent line. You felt a ringing in your ears.

You slowly stepped back.

The fight continued. Your opponent also begins to move more slowly. Obviously, he also needs to spend his energy sparingly, just like you.

You try to attack with a right direct blow to the enemy's head, but he dodges by jumping back.

You pursue your opponent and throw a series of punches from the bottom up. You aim for your opponent's head. Some of your strikes land. You see blood coming from your opponent's nose.

Now you need to take a little rest. So you go into a defensive position.

Your opponent goes on the attack, he hits you with a direct punch to your head, and hits you in the jaw. You feel a sharp pain and the taste of your blood in your mouth.

The fight continues. The screams of the crowd of spectators are getting louder.

You block your opponent's flank attacks. You repeatedly dodge the kicks your opponent tried to use to stun you.

After a couple of minutes you have to switch to attacking tactics again.

You unleash a combination of flanking strikes on your opponent. He blocks a few of your blows, but a couple of them hit his ribs. You see your opponent stagger slightly. However, he is still standing.

You are encouraged by your opponent's increasingly visible signs of exhaustion. You try to overcome your own hellish fatigue and pain - you attack your opponent again.

You land a direct blow to your opponent's head, but he blocks the blow. You continue to advance on the enemy.

Suddenly, your opponent makes a rapid turn of his body. He throws a quick downward kick. And you don't have time to react.

You receive a stunning kick to your head. You fall back onto the concrete floor. You groan from hellish pain. There is a loud ringing in your head and you feel excruciating pain. You feel warm blood running down your face. Your left eyebrow is cut and your face now looks like one huge bruise.

The noise from the crowd of spectators is getting louder.

You try to get up, but your strength is almost gone. Therefore, your movements are clearly slowed down.

The enemy manages to deliver several powerful kicks to your stomach.

Because of the hellish pain, your vision darkened. You are lying on the concrete floor in a pool of your own blood and you can only moan, which no one can hear because of the loud screams of the angry crowd of spectators.

Your opponent staggers towards you as you lie on the concrete floor, trying unsuccessfully to get to your feet. Your opponent lands another powerful roundhouse kick. His foot hits your neck from top to bottom.

This forceful blow causes your trachea and your cervical vertebrae to fracture. Due to the painful shock, you instantly lose consciousness.

Meanwhile, your opponent continues to land one powerful blow after another, until your neck and your face become one big bloody mess of meat and broken bones.

As you deliver each of these blows, your opponent shouts out some phrases in an incomprehensible language: “Viv la Samuertare! Ja sakrefoso a la Muertero!”

You will no longer hear the words that come from the cone-shaped devices: "So, this fight is over, ladies and gentlemen! The winner is obvious! This is the acolyte of the cult of the Sacred Mother **** from the distant southern lands! I congratulate the winner and all those who bet on him victory!"

As your lifeless body is dragged out of the cage, the owner of the **** shop who brought you here says to his guard: “It’s a pity that this stupid savage turned out to be a weakling. But at least I didn’t have to expose some valuable expensive **** as a fighter , the **** of which would cause a large financial losses."

However, these words and everything that happens around is now unimportant for you.

You are forever swallowed up by oblivion.

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