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 the human was

Gervis meant those words.

firsthand his capabilities

the largest merits in them being able to take down Inferno and

how Ren fought firsthand, he really was left impressed by

really was

"Hm."

out of his thoughts, Gervis suddenly

at where Octavious was sitting, for the first time ever since

was this deep sense of solemnity hiding deep within

his beard, he decided to go to him. He had something he needed to say to

couple of meters away from him and

"Keum...keum..."

"..."

cough, Octavious raised

"Do you need something?"

on an amicable smile, Gervis calmly sat down next

and staring straight into his eyes, Gervis suddenly

you think

upon hearing Gervis's question.

"…it was good."

replied after a short pause. Gervis nodded his head upon

was very good. Especially that human youth over there that won. He's quite the

"He is."

Octavious replied.

more fiercely when he

smart and will probably be one of the future pillars of the human side

you trying to get

together and the air around

had finally realized that

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

take long for Octaviois to get an answer

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

over there helped me out quite a bit over the last year, and it would truly be a bummer if something happened

"..."

started

Henlour from Douglas and the Vice-Leader. He had a general idea of what happened and how

words, putting the pieces together, Octavious understood just what his

he did, Octavius's eyes

"Are you threatening me?"

"…am I threatening you?"

to his previous chair, Gervis sat back down, leaned

good minute before eventually, he shook

am not threatening you. I'm just telling you how the facts

to face Ren's

not have happened if

one last glance in Octavious's

the

he left, his words directly entered

Crack—!

Octaviois gripped onto the side of the chair with

***

Beneath the arena.

"Haa..."

Amanda was sitting on a small

it soon being her turn, Amanda refused

was because of

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

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

current feelings were hard

could see just how much he had improved over

of his strength during the time she reunited with him, but it

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

did, an uncomfortable feeling would rise

really explain what that feeling was. But, she didn't

the stronger he became, the further he felt from

was quite a competitive person, and so, as she watched Ren and the others drastically improve, a never

please make your way to the

her out of it, Amanda's wrist suddenly lit up as a melodious voice reached her

"..."