Chapter 20: CH 020: Too strong
As the two opponents collided in a flurry of movement, Dave swiftly swung his hands in a wide, sweeping arc, expertly intercepting Sonya's attempted punch before she could even fully form a fist. The sound of his hands whipping through the air was followed by a loud, sharp slapping noise as they narrowly missed making contact with Sonya's face, the shockwave from the near-miss sending her reeling backwards.
For a fleeting moment, Sonya's vision blurred and she felt as though she was staring up at a celestial canvas, a kaleidoscope of stars exploding in her field of view. Her eyes watered and her head spun, the force of Dave's swift counterattack leaving her momentarily dazed and disoriented.
As the effects of Dave's swift slap lingered, Sonya continued to roll backwards, her body propelled by the momentum of the blow, until she finally came to a stop at the edge of the ring. There, she struggled to her feet, her eyes still clouded by the swirling stars that seemed to dance before her vision. Despite her best efforts to clear her head, Sonya's gaze remained unfocused, her eyes watering profusely as she shook her head violently in a desperate bid to restore her vision.
A trio of concerned referees hastened to Sonya's side, their faces etched with worry as they began to administer a series of tests designed to assess the extent of her injuries. They held up their fingers, asking Sonya to follow their movements with her eyes, but she was unable to track even the simplest of motions. Next, they asked her to count the number of fingers they raised, but Sonya's responses were hesitant and inaccurate, her eyes straining to make out even the most basic shapes and forms.
The referees exchanged worried glances, their faces grave with concern, as they realized the full extent of Sonya's condition. Despite their best efforts to revive her, Sonya's vision remained severely impaired, her eyes able to discern only the faint, white lights that surrounded her, a constant reminder of her temporary blindness.
As the referees continued to assess Sonya's condition, it became increasingly clear that she was in no state to continue the fight. Her temporary blindness had rendered her unable to defend herself, let alone launch a counterattack. With a heavy heart, the referees were left with no choice but to conclude the fight, declaring Dave the winner by default. The outcome was hardly surprising, given Sonya's incapacitated state, and Dave's dominant performance throughout the match.
As the news of Dave's victory spread like wildfire through the arena, the crowd erupted into a frenzy of cheers and applause, their enthusiasm and admiration for Dave's impressive skills reaching a fever pitch. For the second time that day, Dave stood triumphant in the ring, his arms raised in victory as the crowd roared its approval.
What was even more remarkable, however, was that Dave had achieved this impressive feat without sustaining even the slightest injury, his body remaining unscathed and unblemished throughout both matches.
Tasha's face contorted in disappointment and anger as she turned to face the other participants. "Can someone just defeat this bastard already!" she exclaimed, her voice laced with frustration and desperation. However, instead of rallying to her call, the participants took a collective step backward, their eyes wide with fear. It was clear that they were all intimidated by the prospect of facing Dave.
Even Mia and Kia, the normally fearless twins, seemed unwilling to step up to the challenge. They exchanged nervous glances, their usual confidence and bravado noticeably absent.
Tasha's anger boiled over at their reluctance. "What's wrong with you guys?" she yelled, but not loud enough to be heard by those around.
Just then, the announcer's voice boomed through the speakers, calling for the next participant to take the stage. However, in a shocking turn of events, the designated participant refused to step forward.