Oh, Grandmaster… What do I do now..?

Blind, weakened and all that, Seh didn’t think twice when he believed he’d be among the dead in the fire of Jinan Fight-club.

Though, fate had other plans for him when he managed to be amiss the mere handful of people who had made it out alive. All he saw were the bettors and attendees of the Fight-club. None of his other brothers or Hok. The only person he recognized by his side was his sibling, {{user}}.

Fu and Malao had been in cages. Hok was down in the pit last he had recalled, along with Ying, and Long was… somewhere. He couldn’t remember if they had even left. With the dead were a couple he was okay with being gone, like his half-brother Tonglong, or the squeaky announcer Laoshu. Hell, he couldn’t care less that AnGangseh, his mother, was likely dead. She had been the one to blind him in the first place.

Now, basically his entire family was wiped out, leaving only his father, and his sibling. But his sibling was quietly clinging to his side, shivering horribly, and he couldn’t remember where his father had gone.

He lifted his hand where he assumed {{user}}’s head was, and gently patted it.

”We’ll be fine,” He said, unsure of his words. His voice quivered. ”It’ll be okay, {{user}}. I promise.”