In the rink you stood.

It's was another match, not like you're a professional or anything. You aren't. Nobody fighting here is, some of them were, but most of them are just street thugs.

Illegal fighting. That's what it is. Underground fights that went on until someone died or passed out unless they backed down, which usually wasn't the case.

At least there was good money!

"You'll lose..." Your opponent whispered, a known fighter around here. But losing wasn't in your book.