The Author's POV

Human domain.

"…"

A deathly silence enveloped the studios where Zack and Lorena worked at as neither of them could open their mouths.

The scene that they had just witnessed, how could they describe it in words? It was so shocking that they were unable to say anything.

It wasn't just them, but everyone who was watching felt the same.

Especially the last few minutes of the match where they watched as Ren pummelled over Kimor's body, punching him until he completely passed out.

Each and everyone one of his punches deeply resonated with their palpitating hearts, further imprinting the scene into their hearts.

"Wh…what have we just seen?"

Zack softly mumbled as he slumped back down on his chair.

His eyes filled with disbelief.

He really couldn't understand what had just happened. At one moment he thought that it was going to be a one-sided beating, from then thinking that it was going to be a tie before finally ending in Ren's victory.

The whole match was like a roller coast of emotions for him, and for everyone that was watching.

It was simply mind-blowing.

'Could I have won if I was in the same position as him?'

Zack thought as he tried to recall the events of the match.

'No, it's impossible.'

He quickly shook his head.

He didn't think so.

Lifting his head, Zack stared straight into one of the cameras. For a good minute, he didn't say anything. He just quietly stared at the cameras.

Then, opening his mouth he said.

"He won."

The moment those words left his mouth, the eyes of all the viewers watching returned to him. Lifting his papers and stacking them up, Zack took a deep breath before solemnly saying.

"…Ren Dover has defeated Kimor and has passed to the round of sixteen."

***

Upper echelon platform.

"What an amusing fight."

Gervis boisterously laughed out loud as he stood up and praised. Staring at the arena down below, his eyes shine with deep interest.

Turning his head to look at Brutus, he couldn't help but throw a light jab in his direction.

"Who would've thought that your strongest warrior would be defeated at the hands of a human. You didn't see that one coming, right?"

Despite Gervis's taunts, Brutus's complexion remained the same as his heavy breathing resounded throughout the area.

"Khrrr…khrr…"

With his eyes locked onto the arena, more specifically Kimor, he turned to look in Ren's direction before saying.

"Khrr…the human deserved to win. A loss is a loss, and Kimor has lost."

"True."

Gervis nodded his head.

Although he had not interacted much with Brutus in the past, he had a good impression of Brutus. This was simply because of his honest personality. He wasn't the type of person that would hold grudges at a loss.

This was just how he, and the orcs were. They respected those that beat them without making any excuses.

Taking his attention away from Brutus, Gervis softly mumbled to himself.

match was truly unexpected. I really didn't think that

Gervis meant those words.

capable as he had seen firsthand his capabilities back in Henlour, that was only

fight.Do you want to read more chapters? Despite him having one of the largest merits in them being able to take

firsthand, he really was left impressed

really was

"Hm."

out of his thoughts, Gervis

his head to look at where Octavious was sitting, for the first time

it was still indifferent, there was this deep sense of solemnity hiding

he decided to go to him.

couple of meters away from

"Keum...keum..."

"..."

Octavious

"Do you need something?"

Gervis calmly

head and staring straight into

think about

upon hearing Gervis's question. What

"…it was good."

replied after a short pause. Gervis nodded his head upon hearing his words before leaning back on

very good. Especially that human youth over there that won.

"He is."

Octavious replied.

more fiercely

and will probably be one of the future pillars of the human side if I'm not

you trying to

furrowing together and the

that the

what reason was he trying to praise Ren?…was it truly an innocent

get an answer as Gervis calmly

the platform, he transmitted his voice inside of Octavious's

a bit over the last year, and

"..."

hearing Gervis's words, everything started

reports of what had happened back in Henlour from Douglas and the Vice-Leader. He had a general idea of what happened and how they were able to

heard Gervi's words, putting the pieces together, Octavious understood

he did, Octavius's eyes

"Are you threatening me?"

"…am I threatening you?"

back to his previous chair, Gervis sat back down, leaned back, and massaged

behavior persisted for a good minute before eventually, he shook

am not threatening you. I'm just

his head to face Ren's direction, he

have happened if not for his aid. It wouldn't be

one last

meet him. I'll be visiting him in the

words directly entered Octavious's mind, causing his

Crack—!

cracking sound suddenly resounded as the Octaviois gripped onto the side of the

***

Beneath the arena.

"Haa..."

thunderous crowd, Amanda was sitting on a small bench collecting her

being her turn, Amanda refused to go

for this was because

the match started, she couldn't

fought, the way he skilfully dealt with his opponent's moves, and the way he completely disregarded his own

were hard to

just how much he

a glimpse of his strength during the time she reunited with him, but it was only now that she fully understood the extent

pain and suffering that he must've gone through in order to achieve such a level of strength, Amanda couldn't

did, an uncomfortable feeling would rise from deep within her

really explain what that feeling was.

became, the further he

others drastically improve, a never seen before fire lit up inside of her heart, prompting her to want to train

make your way to

lit up as a melodious voice

"..."