Jett rasped, his back hitting the silver bars for the nth time, hitting the ground with an audible thud. "That's right, kill him bitch!"Riyan heard a voice from the crowd hollered, straining his vocals. His attention went back to the center where Jett lay on his front on the ground, a pool of blood circling him as blood surged from his skull. "He's deeply hurt"Jett wheezed, his front on the sandy field, his chest throbbing beneath his chest, his head aching so badly he thought it was going to detonate and the sickening dry, sweet metallic taste in his mouth wasn't helping.Around him was sluggish, his sensitive ears were barely catching any sound, the chants of the crowd were like a fading sound while his vision was like a complete haze, so cloudy yet the sliver moon shined above his head, gleaming free, witness his agony yet doing nothing about it.He shut his eyes for a moment. From a dist
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