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... g down on Joe. He stood in the center of the Pit, the flickering spotlights harsh on his skin, but the crowd’s energy was focused on something else, the blood.
Only hours ago, they had watched him, the ’weak-looking kid,’ walk away from his first match unscathed. The audience, a ravenous, cynical mob that lived for the thrill of the brawl, had kept a close, calculating track of him precisely because of his seemingly fragile appearance. Now, seeing him drenched in crimson, blood covering ...
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