Chapter 28: The ChampionGordon didn't know what to do.
Something was very wrong.
He barely registered the chants from the crowd above them as he looked deep into Brenddel's eyes. He saw no recognition in them. Brenddel seemed angry as he stared back, but wild too. He noticed a bruise on Brenddel's forehead, the look of a healed cut.
Two men came into the ring quickly to remove the dead kitchen boy and the two knives. Brenddel just stood there, staring at Gordon.
Was Brenddel faking it? Pretending he didn't recognize him? The crowds already knew who Gordon was. Did they know who Brenddel was? Hard to miss those Firstman stripes on his cheeks. Gordon looked around again for a way out of the ring. He looked back at Brenddel quickly. He didn't have much time to figure anything out. If Bren
