While lying on his bed in his new room, Gary stared at the ceiling with his mind full of thoughts. He was struggling with the current predicament in front of him.
'What do I do?' This was the question in his mind. The scene at the end of the previous fight flashed over and over in his head.
Numba's bloody and swollen face, with which he could barely see or talk, appeared in his mind, yet, in the end, Numba had mustered up the strength to tell Gary to get away from him.
'Have I done the right thing? Did I believe everything else would be effortless after the Underdogs just because I managed to get rid of them? Either way, I screwed up.
'If I take out Sty, then he'll direct his frustration on Numba, and I'm not sure even getting a higher position than him would do anything. The way they treat Numba might even worsen after this.'