So, Sheldon Caldwell lay on the ground, motionless, and gasped, "I give up, alright?!"
Nathaniel Nathan offered him a single word: "Pathetic."
'That one word nearly made Sheldon Caldwell choke with indignation. What did he mean, "pathetic?" He always took second place in the company's combat tournaments, you know? And before Nathaniel Nathan joined the company, he was the undisputed champion!'
'It wasn't that he was pathetic; Nathaniel Nathan was just terrifying! He seriously wondered if Nathaniel was even human!'
Nathaniel Nathan seemed to read his mind and added unhurriedly, "As a true professional, you can never admit defeat, no matter the circumstances. Sheldon Caldwell, get up. Keep fighting!"
'Sheldon Caldwell's head throbbed. Keep fighting? Any more of this and he'd be beaten to death!'
'Pride was important, but his life was more important!'
He lay on the ground, stubbornly refusing to get up. "I've already surrendered! I'm not fighting anymore!"
