A FEW HELICOPTERS WENT PAST IVAN. He waved his hand at them and one of the helicopters picked him up from the ground. It had the same logo as Praveen’s clip.
"Hurry up! The newbie will be fighting soon," one of the passengers told him as he climbed the helicopter. It had six passengers in it and two pilots.
There wasn’t enough space for Ivan to sit. Thus, he opted to rest on the floor. It was more comfortable than squeezing his bum on the seat. His decision to shift back a mile away from the location paid off. He was able to catch up with the main event—whatever that was.
He had no clue who was in the ring, but the hype inside that cabin was getting him very curious. Even though the rotor was grinding and quite loud, he tried to speak to his companions.
"Who’s fighting?" he asked, puzz
