The crowd erupted in cheers as the match results were displayed on screen; there was little doubt as to what was in store next for the defeated Korean, who now lay on the ground. Her chest heaved up and down as she struggled to catch her breath. It was no use. Yura could barely move, let alone fight. She closed her eyes. This was what she had signed up for - in her mind, she had always prepared for this outcome, but it was still scary. There were scattered boos in the crowd at her loss, but they were quickly drowned out. A chant broke out in the arena: 'Rape her! Rape her!'<br/><br/>Yura rolled her head to the side to look at her team, only to find that they had all left. She smiled weakly. So that was it. There was nothing more to do now, other than to accept her fate...