"What just happened?"
"I swear I watched the first year lose."
Surprise was evident in the voices of the crowd as they looked down the arena. Standing tall with a grin on his face, even though the side of his lips was dripping blood, was Devon.
Laying on the arena floor, knocked out cold with the bell slowly disintegrating behind him, was Andrew.
The announcer seemed to hesitate before announcing, "winner, Devon Zuberi from the first year."
The crowd was completely silent, with only one thought passing through their minds,
What the hell just happened?
***
[A few minutes back]
Andrew watched as Devon closed his eyes, and he was sure this was over. After all, his opponent seemed to have already given up fighting.
He surrendered.
But Andrew wasn't about to allow that. The first year had to learn his place before this fight ended, and he was fully intended on making sure he did.
"Stay down," Andrew said, throwing a punch towards Devon.
