The Sabertooth’s Downfall

The crowded locker room had slowly and surely become nearly empty.

Only a few people remained.

In the fourth stage of the contests, a lot of contestants had lost their fights, forcing them to drop out.

When a person lost, their journey ended there.

Drake clenched and unclenched his fist.

Despite his advanced healing, he was starting to hurt all over.

He was sure the same applied to the rest of his peers that remained.

A boy with heavy tattoos was slumped in the corner, panting.

Even Gaine was crouched in a corner, the white of his eyes flecked with red. His fight, like Drake's, had taken a toll on him.

The Trost boy sat in a corner, deadly silent.

The fifth stage was to begin in a few minutes and they waited for the announcements, the screen above blinking with light.

The screen came back to life suddenly and the first names were drawn up - Drake Khan versus Samantha Dennin.

Loud cheering could be heard from the stands. The locker room buzzed with life again.

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