C15 The Serpent’s Smile

The backstage hall was quieter now, though the muffled roar of the crowd still rumbled beyond the walls. Arun sat on a bench, sweat cooling against his skin, his wraps half-peeled off. Every muscle in his body screamed for rest, but his mind was on edge.

Riku’s shadow had left with Keiji. But the other shadow lingered.

“You fight like a man possessed,” Daisuke said, leaning against the doorway