09-19-2022, 08:01 AM
My vision is much like yours! I've always seen myself fighting quite well before my opponent gets in a deep stab into my lower belly. The pain is sudden & shocking. My eyes blink rapidly as I process what has just happened. Then I get two more gut stabs in quick succession. I stagger clutching at my pierced underbelly. I know I've been dealt mortal wounds but I still desperately try to win by wild, almost blind attacks. But my opponent easily evades. I know I've lost and yeah, there is some fear involved. But my pride won't let me show it. The gut stabs have taken the fight from me and he comes in and delivers the killing blow a swift slash across the lower belly opening it up and allowing my guts to spill. I sink to my knees trying in vane to keep them inside but its futile. I know I have just moments left to live. I wonder how it came to this. I think at this point my life flashes before my eyes as I flop over to my back. I'm still breathing, panting really in heavy gasps for air wondering what death will be like. If this is in the Arena I'd hear the crowd cheering my killer then everything fades till nothing.