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.

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

Gervis meant those words.

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

one of the largest merits in them being able to take down

firsthand, he

talent...he really was

"Hm."

out of his thoughts, Gervis suddenly

first time ever since seeing him,

still indifferent, there was this deep sense

go to him. He had something

him, he stopped a couple of meters away from

"Keum...keum..."

"..."

cough, Octavious raised

"Do you need something?"

an amicable smile, Gervis calmly sat down

his head and staring straight into his eyes, Gervis

think about

hint of surprise appeared on Octavious's face upon hearing Gervis's question. What came

"…it was good."

he still replied after a short pause. Gervis nodded his head upon hearing his words before leaning

that human youth over there that won. He's

"He is."

Octavious replied.

fiercely when he

probably be one of the future pillars of the human side if I'm

you trying to get

brows finally furrowing together and the air around him

realized that the situation

he trying to praise Ren?…was it truly an innocent act, or was

Octaviois to get an answer as

edge of the platform, he transmitted his voice inside

know this, but that human over there helped me out quite a bit over the last year, and it would

"..."

everything started to click inside

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 defeat Inferno and stop

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

did,

"Are you threatening me?"

"…am I threatening you?"

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

behavior persisted for a good minute before

you. I'm

head to face

to realize that this whole conference would not have happened if not for

took one last glance in Octavious's direction before

I'll be visiting him in the next hour, I sure hope he

left, his words directly entered

Crack—!

the Octaviois gripped onto the side of the chair with

***

Beneath the arena.

"Haa..."

sitting on a small bench collecting her

soon being her turn, Amanda

was because of

started, she couldn't take her eyes away from his

skilfully dealt with his opponent's moves, and the way he completely disregarded his own safety just to secure his

feelings were hard

much he had improved over

seen a glimpse of his strength during the time she reunited with him, but it was only now

through in order to achieve such a level of strength, Amanda couldn't imagine, nor did she

feeling would rise from deep

that feeling was.

the further he felt from

as she watched Ren and the others drastically improve, a never seen

Stern, please make your way to the

her out of it, Amanda's wrist suddenly lit up as

"..."