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.

I really didn't think that the

Gervis meant those words.

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

to read more chapters? Despite him having one of the largest merits in them being able to take down Inferno and stop the war, Gervis had not seen him

just witnessed how Ren fought firsthand, he really was

talent...he really

"Hm."

out of his thoughts, Gervis suddenly

where Octavious was sitting, for the first time ever since seeing him, Gervis finally saw

was still indifferent, there was this deep sense

go to him. He had something

couple

"Keum...keum..."

"..."

Gervis's cough, Octavious raised his

"Do you need something?"

on an amicable smile, Gervis calmly sat down next to

his head and staring straight into his eyes, Gervis

did you think about the

face upon hearing Gervis's question. What

"…it was good."

pause. Gervis nodded his head upon hearing his words before leaning

you. The match was very good. Especially that human youth over

"He is."

Octavious replied.

head more fiercely when he heard his

probably be one of the future pillars of the human

you trying to

coldly asked, his brows finally furrowing together and the air

that the

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

long for Octaviois to get an answer

of the platform, he transmitted his voice inside

quite a bit over the last year, and it would truly be a

"..."

everything started to click

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

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

did, Octavius's

"Are you threatening me?"

"…am I threatening you?"

Gervis sat back down, leaned

good minute before eventually, he

you. I'm

his head to face

happened if not for his aid. It

one last glance in Octavious's direction

him in the next hour, I sure hope he is still breathing when

words directly entered Octavious's

Crack—!

gripped

***

Beneath the arena.

"Haa..."

Amanda was sitting on a small bench collecting her

soon being her turn, Amanda refused

was

started, she couldn't take her eyes

which he fought, the way he skilfully dealt with his opponent's moves, and the way he completely disregarded his own safety just to secure his own victory, Amanda's emotions were in

were hard

one hand, she could see just how much he had improved over

with him, but it was only

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

time she did, an uncomfortable feeling would rise from

feeling was. But,

the stronger he became, the further he felt from her. She hated that

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

your way to the

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

"..."