AFTERMATH

Jalon walked back to his changing room, favoring his abdomen as he clutched to it. Every breath he took was laboursome and he could not remember the last time he felt such irritating pain. Individuals he met along his way congratulated him for his victory, some wanting to ask how he was able to make the lone wolf submit. He simply gave them a forced smile and tried as much as he could to cover up the pain he was under. He finally reached his changing room and got some alone time, time to cry out for all the pain he was ignoring. He growled and groaned as he struggled to unzip the suit he had on.

There was a large window to his side and as he peered outside, he could see the large screen on the stadium rooftop, displaying his name and a tag spelling out the name ‘winner’ flashing and disappearing. It gave him the consolation he needed. Luciana walked into him, changing his top, and