Caesar was gasping for air, his chest aching terribly. Another punch from his opponent smashed into his chest; he felt his heart stop for a second, then start racing wildly. He couldn't catch his breath, his vision went dark.

Before he could recover, a knee crashed hard into his stomach. Caesar doubled over in pain, his stomach churning, and he vomited blood. His whole body was shaking, he couldn't stay steady.

Caesar slumped in the corner of the ring, his back against the ropes, unable to get up.

His opponent didn't stop, throwing punch after punch at his unprotected chest and abdomen.

Caesar's body twitched with each blow. His head hung down, saliva mixed with blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, completely unchecked. Another heavy punch landed in his gut, he jerked violently, and retched uncontrollably, yellow-green stomach fluid spewing onto the ground with a retch.

He didn't even have the strength to lift a hand to wipe it.