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Cobra practically ripped his wife beater off his chest, flinging it into the sea of men and rubbing his palms together, saying he's ready.
His opponent laughed at him and stomped his right foot on the ground, irking him.
Caelen cracked his knuckles cockily, raising his hands in the air and chanting his name repeatedly.
The crowd joined him and together, they created a prayer of his name.
"Cobra! Cobra! Cobra!"
Adrianna ran in at just that moment, sweat sliding off her non absorbant dress as she watched Caelen gear up for the fight.
She looked at his opponent and a chill ran down her spine. She knew who he was. She knew exactly who he was.
Dragon.
"One million dollars?!" Someone screamed suddenly and a whisper spread across the sewers.
"Yes! One million dollars for the boy." A gruff voice replied. "And if he loses, his life."
The dealer turned his head to Caelen questioningly, who simply nodded in confirmation causing everybody to gasp.
All the while, Adrianna watched in horror while Dragon cackled in glee.
Adrianna's heart thumped wildly against her chest as she recalled the cruel night.
The cruel night Dragon murdered her brother.
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Armino (Previously: Fighter) (✓)
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