After a few seconds, Atlas' opponent is no longer moving, but his fingers are twitching a bit. Atlas finally stops, and it seems like the people want to cheer for him or talk to him or something, with the way they're gathering around. He doesn't care, though, instead leaving the ring and making a beeline for Salem. Uh oh.
"Good luck." Remi says, and it's so obvious that his finds the situation beyond entertaining. Salem wishes he could also have such a laid back attitude, but unfortunately he takes after his father— also, he blames the way he was raised. He thinks like a cop, he worries, he jumps to the worst conclusion. It's something he can't even help anymore.
That's when Salem feels his arm being grabbed. He's yanked up to a standing position, and stumbles against Atlas. There isn't
