Foul Bastard

The Heavy Armored Bull's charge slowed down. However, it didn't collapse on the ground until it reached the outermost parts of the Colosseum's Arena.

Its steps grew weaker and it stumbled left and right. With the last bits of strength the Heavy Armored Bull could gather, it wildly threw its head around.

Zayn, whose left shoulder had been pierced by one of the Heavy Armored Bull's horns, was hurled through the arena.

He lost his grip on the Dragontale Twin Sabers as he was flung around like a toy. Without enough strength left in his body to roll over the arena to jump up after he had been hurled all over the place, Zayn crashed hard into the sand.

For a second or two, his mind went completely blank. His eyes were wide open and his breathing was rough. Adrenaline pumped through his veins in tidal waves but that only dulled his senses for the time being and made him be numb towards the pain. It didn't allow him to move now that he was lying on the ground.