Alexander slowly got up, only to be kicked back down.
He felt one of his ribs breaking as he rolled a meter back, coming to a stop while facing the sky.
Streak slowly approached, satisfaction showing through his face as he watched Alexander stay down.
The cheers, the announcer, the crowd, it was all further away.
It was all muted, in the background.
"Not so smug now," said Streak.
He kept stepping forward, before coming to a stop.
Then, moved by a split-second reaction, he side-stepped and punched a chain that silently appeared out of a rift on his right.
Despite the chain going off-course, Alexander summoned another spacial rift where it headed.
In a matter of seconds, it had gone through a dozen rifts around Streak, chains completely circling him.
Alexander slowly got up as chains kept spiraling in and out of rifts, revealing a rift on the ground, where his palm rested a moment earlier.
