Dyayun felt the impact of the Uppercut; and then the impact of the Right Hook. The fire in his eyes burned bright as Tre'Yan, once and forever, the best boxer in the world was felled by the King of Brawling, Dyayun. 

He watched the body of Tre'Yan float to the right, and thud face first into the ground. Drawing his right hand back to his body, he ignited a malevolent aura around himself and pointed down towards his fallen opponent. 

[b]"The first was for killing me. The second was for failing to do so again." [/b]

With his word, he turned and faced the crowd - dead as ever, but on their feet fading away. Their roar soared above normal decibels, the dead had such cries. Cracking his neck to the right, he regarded his fallen opponent once more.

Zero and Two in his last two sanctioned fights. Not a good look. Dyayun shrugged and exited the ring, down the tunnel. He had to speak with his new employer. 

[center][color=ed1c24]-Fin-[/color][/center]