-CLEIN-
The lift's door quickly slid shut, drowning out the ear-piercing screeches of the throng glorifying their big boss, who effortlessly hoisted me up to his shoulder and carried me out of the combat ring. Showing the herds of shits that dealing with me is like duck soup.
"Put me down, you fucktard!" I rasped in embarrassment as the steel ropes pushed the pole up.
Sun Gunnar immediately lowered me down, and as my feet touched against the cold floor, my right palm lunged across his face, delivering a powerful slap. However, to my utmost dismay, the asshole did not even flinch.
His eyes brightened with amusement, and his lips formed a loop-side grin. "Sweet," he mumbled, pacing forward at a concerning pace.
My legs trudged back to the corner in an instant, unable to bear the proximi
