You fly back, your clothes singed as you land in the dirt. You are dazed for a moment, but you quickly snap out of it and look ahead of you. Two large husks of metal burn with a brilliant orange flame engulfing them; the Scorpion and the buggy. Inside the cockpit of the buggy, you see a charred humanoid figure slumped limply in its seat. You opponent. He's finally dead. The crowd cheers loudly before the announcer comes onto comms. "[i]You got lucky there, gladiator. Do you wish to leave with 1,000 Credits or stay to fight?[/i]"