Chapter 863 - Black & White club (9) (2/2)
Announcer was standing next to them, unable to understand what is going on. But he knows that two of them are slated to fight next. And the fight will be monumental!
”Ladies and gentlemen!”, the man spoke into the microphone. ”This is a historic moment of two undefeated fighters. Mr. A with 723 wins and 0 losses… and Nyx who maybe has only 12 wins, but in each of them she didn't leave her opponents a chance to fight back. Two masters… How will this fight end?”
Sarah looked at the overenthusiastic man. ”I admit defeat.”
”And Nyx just… whaaaat?” The man could not believe his ears. Instead of a big fight there is… nothing?
”I don't accept.”, Aiden responded.
Announcer's eyes bulged out how shocked he was. He lowered the microphone, swallowed hard and spoke in a weak voice to Aiden: ”This… Mr. A, if someone admits defeat, you need to accept.”
Aiden looked at the man like he said something outrageous. ”Says who? Is there a rule?”
Man frowned. ”But you can't force her to fight.”
Aiden chuckled. ”I'm not forcing her to fight. I admit defeat also… so it's a tie.”
”A tie?”, the man was not sure how to process this. ”We don't have ties. It's either a win or a loss.”
Aiden raised an eyebrow at the man who was obviously irritating him. ”Says who?” Aiden pointed up toward the screens where information was shown:
'1. Mr. A -> Wins: 723 wins, Losses: 0 losses, Ties: 1
2. Shift -> Wins: 131, Losses: 2, Ties: 0
3. Blackstain -> Wins: 108 wins, Losses: 3, Ties: 0
4. Nyx -> Wins: 12, Losses: 0, Ties: 1
5. n/a'
The man stared at the screen above and blinked few times.
Announcer saw that the crowd is confused, and that these two will not fight. So, he might as well conduct a small interview… but he does not dare ask anything to Mr. A, so he faced Sarah: ”Formidable Nyx, do you have anything to say about this?”
Sarah took the microphone and turned to look toward the VIP booth where their 8 guests are. She zoomed in with her Eve-vision to see them all standing next to the rail, looking toward them. ”My last two fights show how anyone who dares to make a move against my man will end up.”
She looked at Aiden who smiled dotingly at her.
Sarah returned the microphone to the stunned man and tilted her head, gesturing to Aiden that they should leave.
He wrapped his arm around her shoulder, and they walked out of the arena together, ignoring the confused announcer and the crowd who was unsure what to think about the situation.
Aiden glanced at Sarah's face. ”Let's get you cleaned first.”
”I washed my hands.”, she visually inspected her hands. They are clean.
”You have some blood on your cheek.”, Aiden informed her and grabbed her hand which was moving up. ”Don't touch randomly. You will just smudge it.”
In the arena, announcer got his phone and made a call. ”Chad, what the hell is going on? Did you know that Mr. A has no intention of fighting?”
In the glass enclosed booth, Chad chuckled. ”Yeah. He told me to update fighting statistics and add tie as an outcome.”
”Why didn't you tell me? And what is with all the hugging?”, announcer looked at the retreating backs of Sarah and Aiden.
”You were down there so you don't know. Those two are engaged.”, Chad informed him.
”What? I'm coming there, so you can explain all that…”, he had difficulty understanding what is going on. He shook his head, ended the call and spoke into the microphone. ”Fifteen minutes break until the fights continue!”
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