>>10538193>>10537289The bell rang. Raquel stood still after the fight, she looked at the crowd. Her sensations were off...sounds were afar...fans moved in circles...so many colours...so little to feel...no solid ground...too little self...too much silence...point blank...then the Cydrill wore off. The formula for ultraviolence reached its limit, and the pain came back all at once. The punishment from the match and her previous injury were raging in her body. Too many sensations overcame her and she could not help but scream in release.
The crowd reacted to the scream by cheering back, thinking it was a victory cry. Only then Raquel realized where she was, and what happened.
