The horn hadn't finished booming when Killian moved.
A blur of black and red tore across the sand, faster than his Supra GTX as Nikolai struggled to follow his practised movements. One moment, the vampire stood at the far gate, and the next, his knee hooked into Nikolai's abdomen like a landslide.
Bang!
"Ghh...!"
Nikolai's body flew across the sand, slamming into the steel cage while bouncing, unable to stop. His ribs screamed as he smashed into the steel wall with a crunch. The audience gasped, blood pouring from his mouth like vomit as the sand formed a wave of dust.
Too fast.
Nikolai barely raised his arms; otherwise, his head might have popped like a grape.
The power of a Great Elder shook Nikolai, his right eye blurry, and his ear hissed with a squealing noise that resembled tinnitus.
Blood stained the sand crimson as Nikolai staggered forward. His right arm flopped to his side, weak and tingling with pins and needles.
"What?"
