Jason could not believe what he had just seen. He immediately leapt out of his seat and ran towards the audience’s exit. If only he was seated near the centre of the cage, he would have jumped down.
His heart was pounding when he rushed towards the fighters’ entrance and scanned the cage for Oscar. The mat was already clean, and Oscar sat in one of the eight corners of the ring. His team was patching up his open wound.
Relief flooded Jason. His mind was in turmoil the moment Oscar fell to the mat with blood oozing out of him. It was something he never wanted to happen to any of his loved ones.
As Jason was only an arm-length away from the cage, he heard Oscar’s coach lecturing him.
"You need to find a way to lock him in the next round. It was a good thing the committee had allowed you
