Some Much Needed Rest

A gigantic cloud of dust erupted when Jacklin finally fell to the ground. He had been defeated... in one punch. It was the most humiliating way to get defeated like that. Not only did Jacklin fail to deal significant damage to someone inferior to him, but he also got his ass handed to him in fashion. 

Not to mention, the damage to his body was significant. At least a couple of his organs were destroyed, causing him to bleed internally. On top of that, an impression of a fist was forever printed on his chest, where Ashron had hit him. 

Jacklin tried getting up, but his body was in no condition to do so. He could barely keep his eyes open as blood trickled out of his mouth.