Silence slammed over the arena like a heavy curtain.
The cheering died instantly. The upperclassmen froze, their mouths hanging open in utter disbelief. Frayer’s hand dropped from his face, his eyes wide as saucers as he stared from the mountain of a man passed out on the floor to me.
A single, hesitant clap sounded from the back. Then another. Within seconds, a wave of respectful applause and surprised whistles erupted from the crowd.
"Holy crap...," someone muttered. "Did she just knock out an elephant shifter in one hit?!"
"That guy was a wrestler. Look at his size... and then look at her... "
I wiped the stream of blood from my nose with the back of my sleeve, smearing it across my cheek. My eyes throbbed slightly, and my vision blurred, but I took a deep breath, shaking my head
