Patience was the only thing Jason had in his mind. His body had already taken a serious beating. His eyes were both swollen, and his left cheek had an open wound.
“Two more minutes. . .” Jason told himself. “I can take a rest and rethink my strategy.”
Archer was done with provoking the crowd. He was full of energy and had all the intention to finish the match before they reached their first break.
Little did the beast know that Jason was studying his every action. Archer was overconfident and had underestimated him. The shifter was also a bully, and it showed with how he was humiliating him every second.
Archer stood in a fight stance again. Jason, on the other hand, stood in a drunken fist position. He couldn’t even stand straight from all his injuries. The bright light on top of them
