"Have you heard about the new fighter Harven got? I heard that he managed to knock out five guys in quick succession." A man beckoned however skeptical glances were thrown his way. "Don't you think you're hyping this kid too much?" Another added as the referee said the names of the competitors.
...
"Congenital analgesia huh? Well this will definitely make this a bit more interesting.' Harven mused with delight as he stared at the ring below. "Are you going to bet on Graves again?" A man to his left inquired. "Why yes, he's my lucky horse don't you know?" Harven shot back, his gaze eager with what the fight would turn out.
'It's a shame that we won't have him take a few blows. At the very least it would help with keeping suspension of the spectators...' As much as he wouldn't mind dropping a lot of money on Andrew, his injury made him a glass canon to fight.
*Bam"
