I felt the sand, water and rocks in my legs. My heart was speeding by the second. The arena was a cell surrounded by men and women cheering and their fists in the air.
I saw some of them laughing and saying “Kid.”
I saw the back of a man with no armor. He turned to face me, he had a long wide sword. He smiled and said “Let’s make this quick.” His accent was different from the others.
I replied by “Could not agree more.”
His face turned red. He started pacing towards me and so I did as well.
He tried to cut my throat by swinging the sword diagonally from the bottom. I stepped one pace to the side, then grabbed his elbow by my left hand and his wrist with my right hand, I pushed up and down breaking his arm. I heard a c***k and saw blood coming out of his arm.
He screamed in pain,
