‘5 000 Tokens used.
Welcome to the end of your life! Here at the Colosseum, you can earn Tokens for your everyday life and if you beat The King of the Board you can earn a Gold Token! With 100 Gold Tokens you get The Meeting with the Warden. As you know regular Tokens are used for everyday life, and you can earn up to 50 000 Tokens here. For every contestant, you beat you get 2 500 Tokens.
Killing is allowed. Use of powers is allowed. 30 minutes.’
Ye, ye, ye… I don’t care. It starts in 3 minutes. Only 92 Gold Tokens left huh, or 91 after this I guess. At this rate, I’ll never get The Meeting by myself. Maybe I should team up with someone besides this goddamned parrot.
* [Fuck y…y…you too. Without me, you wouldn’t have survived that night.]
Brother, I lost my arm that night. You got out unscathed you little weakling! At least you have your mind reading… When we get 10 Gold Tokens we should deposit them in the Royal Casino. I heard they give special jobs after you deposit that. We might get lucky…
* [Yes, the plan is without any risks. Do jobs for a Mafia inside a Prison of Champions. Smart boy.]
We’ll see about that.
…
Are you the Duke?
- Yes.
I deliver the order from the Serpents: Kill a dark-haired witch but spare The King of the Board.
- Who ar…?
…
Ah, he vanished. Must be cool to teleport like that. ~ Who the fuck was that? What did he mean by kill a dark-haired witch? He said that the order is from the Serpents, the Shadow Rulers of the Prison. I don’t know if this is an open order or directly tailored for us, I don’t even know any witches.
* [I haven’t heard anything about a witch hunt. Might be just a grudge or something.]
Maybe. Nonetheless, we should get ready, it’s starting soo…? Hahahaha, that’s her, isn’t it? The witch?
* […]
A lady with skin as cold and white as a moon is standing in front of me. Hatred is flashing in her brown eyes. She has stunning black hair and a daring grin. A smile so inviting you can’t help but stare. If that’s her, what would my purpose be in murdering her? [https://imgur.com/IJZKAQc][https://imgur.com/IJZKAQc]
* [It’s t…time.]
Damn. But just as I started going towards the gate, our eyes met. Her eyes pierced right through my body and soul. With one look I knew that her walls are as big as mountains. She is scared but her soul is in the right place. She wants something.
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But now it is the time. The gate is opening. While I am still a little bit dazed by the ‘witch’ this will not be easy. Everyone here is a criminal that went through the Winter Portal. I can instantly assume that everyone has powers.
* [Prepare yourself. Good luck mate.]
Thank you, Captain. Trusty Melody, ready. Demon Lungs? Full. Let’s go!
…
…
…
‘GATES ARE NOW OPEN.’
Already, I see her. She is running toward the edge of the arena. I guess I still can’t take my eyes off her. What do the Serpents want with her?
* [DODGE!]
/Swish/
AGH! My eye. Damn it. The tip of the spear nicked me. I can’t see who wields it. It’s in my blind spot. I will try to circle around.
/Swish/ /Swish/ /Swish/
It’s a blonde lanky guy with a golden spear.
- What are you doing?!
I am here to finish the job.
- If Svarog sent you, we have already made a deal, I told him everything I know in exchange for my life. Why are you out for my life?
You lied.
* [He knows.]
No shit fucktwat. How did he find out though? He is the Volcano Boss but this goes directly to the top of the Prison Hierarchy.
* [Doesn’t matter, there’s a bounty on your head now. Beat him and continue to the King.]
Yessir.
He looks nimble but he shouldn’t be a problem. In his left hand is a diamond shield. I am dodging everything for now, but I have to attack him. He is trying to kill me!
I lunge toward him and I slash his shoulder. He staggers but he hits me with his shield and we are back in a stalemate. Do I have to use it so early? Slash, thrust, block, we keep at it for some time. My arm is starting to give out.
Time is flying by. He rushes toward me and pierces my stomach. Blood gushes out and I fall down with his spear stuck in me. I have to use it. I have to! There won’t be another chance.
I take a deep breath… inhale…and release the smoke. My missing arm starts forming from the smoke. It’s now the Demon Arm.
/Bam/
I jabbed his knee. A box with the number 1 in it is planted onto his knee. Mark 1 is in place. I have to hit him again in the same place. I jab two more times quickly before he kicks me in the head. Mark 3 is in place. I exhale and my arm disappears just as quickly as it appeared. Hahahahah, but that’s more than enough. He pulls out the spear. Blood is going down my face, my stomach is practically outside. I will faint soon. He raises his arms and accidentally reveals a serpent tattoo around his wrist. I knew it. It’s them.
You shouldn’t have lied to Svarog. This is just procedure. Goodbye.
- Send them my regards.
He thrusts his spear straight at my head. His eyes filled with… nothing. This is just a job for him. He doesn’t care about me. But I don’t care about him either.
{{{MARK RELEASE}}}
The box from his knee entered him and lit up his whole nervous system. Mark 1, Mark 2, Mark 3. Boom boom boom. Shockwaves started forming in his knee. His spear missed my head that’s lying flat on the floor.
What’s going on? What did you do? I can’t feel my body.
Mark 3 is ready.
/BOOM/.
His knee erupted from the built-up energy. You could hear the cracking of every bone in his leg. He screamed.
AAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHH!!
He fell down, dropping his spear. His leg was in shambles. I had to use it but I won! I closed my eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. I still have to stitch myself up but Captain can help me with that. But how will I fight the King like this?
* [Fight against the King is a team effort anyhow, don’t worry too much. Use your energy to stand up first and patch yourself.]
Don’t think this ends this easily, bitch.
I open my eyes and see his shield plummeting down. I can’t move away. I can’t dodge. I can’t… do anything. This can’t be how it ends? I even used the Demon Lungs and lost?? Am I so pathetic to waste this gift that I have been given?
Goodbye.
-Goodbye.
{{WIND SLICE}}
/Thump/
His arm… HIs arm…
Who did this? As I turn my head I see…
* [Why would…]
His arm has been sliced clean off. Why did…?