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The loud cheer echoed into the exhausted hall room. The room was filled with the smell of alcohol, and sweat, swathed in laser lights, smoke-machine effects, the pumping beat of the music, and blood. Yes, blood, for the bloodlust.
A blood game of fight or flight.
It was supposed to be a controlled environment with rules and regulations, both should respect their opponent and maintain good sportsmanship in the boxing ring but was quite opposite of what was shown.
The bright light in the middle of the hall on the dirty ring where two men show off their dominance over each other. Blood-ripping skin and spit were drooling down their mouth.
The red opponent was bruised and bloodied after a particularly vicious pummelling in a hot, floodlit boxing ring.
The white opponent landed a hard punch as the red one was still getting his consciousness, and groaned.
The packed crowd gathered at an arena erupting in a roar. Despite the violence and serious injuries he has caused to the red opponent, he didn't stop there.
He grabs his jaws, swelling bruised eyes struggling to remain open, and multiple cuts along with blood dripping nose, he looks completely drainage.
A hard jab to his jaw and he fell on the floor, coughing blood on the floor. The whole scene brings trauma to herself as she gulps the saliva that was stuck in her throat.
Her legs were trembling with fear and panic as her anxiety took over her. The smell of alcohol made her scrunch her nose in disgust.
Slowly she fluttered her eyes squinted open adjusting to the dim light, stepping toward the ring as aerum started searching for her brother. she glances at the small piece of paper to make sure she comes to the right address.
Indeed, she was.
Huffing, she decided to ask for her brother from someone. "Excuse me?" Her hand stretches out and pats some dude's shoulder, and he swivels around. "How may I help you sexy?"
He puffs smoke on her face, as it didn't go as planned. she began to cough vigorously. He looked away chuckling thinking that she was exaggerating but she didn't stop coughing.
Her coughs became uncontrollable and she began to choke. The girl messily fiddles with her bag, searching for the blue item.
With a shaking hand, she places the inhaler between her lips. Eventually, her breathing stable as her respiratory system started to work again.
Standing on her legs again, she glared at the guy, who was nowhere to be found. "Bastard". Muttering nonchalantly, she began to walk farther in search of her brother. Bumping into drunk tipsy males, and shoving them off aerum finally reached the middle of the hall - the ring.
The red constituent is in a destructive condition of having his back trapped against the ropes in a boxing ring, right in front of aerum.
Aerum's adrenaline rushing from coursing through her bloodstream, sweat trickled and her energy escaped from her hold. She became dizzy and her head felt heavy.
The white constituent, who was holding the red against the ropes made eye contact with her, he smirks followed by a jab to the red but stayed in front of his face when the female hands around his arm stopped him.
Shutting his eyes tight out of irritation he let out a heavy sigh. " let go!". "No, please, Don't hit him". her glossy eyes beg for mercy on the red - her brother - Jinwoo.
The white, let out a humorless chuckle, finding it funny. " I SAID LET FUCKING GO!" he harshly shoves his arm off her grip, jolting her to the side hard. He didn't waste his time and let the rage take over him, a dark pupil starting down his prey as his fist colloid with jinwoo's ripped cheeks, completely knocking him off.
"And once again the Ring winner is Renjun "
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