120 Crisis averted

A pin-drop silence, nothing moved, not a soul tried to break this uneasiness. Her body fell, the arena felt as if it was rendered unconscious with her hitting the floor. A burst of maniacal laughter broke the ever-present heaviness. *What is happening?* the intercoms turned on, it picked up on the commentators whispering. "a-are you ok?" Azer asked out of concern. The one he fought just a few seconds ago had lost it.

 "I've finally cleaned out the trash," Rosalinda spoke proudly, she signaled Huon whose smile was filled with pride. "Cut it out," Paige tried to calm Azer, he became overly obsessed with how Staxius behaved. "No, there's something wrong with him, I've got a bad feeling," he added with a cautious tone.