Dusting my pants, I walked out of the arena with Pere as we laughed all the way. Our heads in the cloud and Pere spewing our arrogant remarks as we strolled down the hall. It was a safe estimation to say that we were in a world of our own.
Layla had already been moved to the hospital while the result of our fight was being fervently discussed around us. I was exhausted the moment I finished the fight but because I did not want to appear like I won the fight by luck or look weak I forced myself to stand tall like a mountain after I finished fighting.
Entering the room which Pere and I were dumped in by Agent T I collapsed on the bed as I began to take huge mouthfuls of air, Pere only turned to look at me before he burst out laughing foolishly.