405 Doubt [4]

Crash—!

With a loud crash, an orc came crashing down on the hard ground. 

"Haa...haa..."

'I will definitely make you pay for what you've done.' Kevin swore to himself as he stared at the orc opposite him. With his head on the ground and his eyes closed, the orc was knocked down cold. 

"The opponent is knocked out cold, the match is over." 

The referee's voice resounded across the grounds, marking him the victor of the duel. 

"Winner, Kevin Voss. He will be advancing to the top 64 of the tournament." 

Announcing his victory, the referee raised Kevin's hand in the air. 

The loud cheers coming from the audience rang out.

Kevin in return smiled at the audience. 

'...That piece of shit.' 

Or at least pretended to smile. 

In reality, he was still fuming about what had happened yesterday.