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.

truly unexpected. I really didn't think that the human

Gervis meant those words.

knew that Ren was capable as he had seen firsthand his capabilities back

largest merits in them being able to take down Inferno and stop the war, Gervis had not seen

witnessed how Ren fought firsthand, he

really was

"Hm."

out of his thoughts,

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

indifferent, there was this deep sense of solemnity

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

he stopped a couple

"Keum...keum..."

"..."

cough, Octavious raised

"Do you need something?"

smile, Gervis calmly sat down next

his head and staring straight

did you think about the

appeared on Octavious's face upon hearing Gervis's

"…it was good."

a short pause. Gervis nodded his head upon hearing his words before

was very good. Especially that human youth over there that won. He's quite the talent isn't

"He is."

Octavious replied.

fiercely when he heard his

be one of the future pillars of the human

are you trying to

asked, his brows finally furrowing together and the air around him finally

realized that

trying to praise Ren?…was it truly

didn't take long for Octaviois to get an

of the platform, he

see, you may not know this, but that human over there helped me out quite a bit over the last year, and it would truly be a bummer if something happened to

"..."

started to click inside Octavious's

Vice-Leader. He had a general

the pieces together, Octavious understood just what his

did, Octavius's

"Are you threatening me?"

"…am I threatening you?"

sat

persisted for a good minute before eventually, he shook

am not threatening you. I'm just telling

his head to face Ren's direction,

if not for his aid. It wouldn't be wise if

up, Gervis took one last

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

entered Octavious's mind, causing his

Crack—!

the Octaviois gripped

***

Beneath the arena.

"Haa..."

sitting on

soon being her turn, Amanda refused to go

reason for this was because

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

way he completely disregarded his own safety just to secure his own

current feelings were hard

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

she reunited with him, but it was only now that she fully

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

did, an uncomfortable feeling

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

the other hand, the stronger he became, the further he felt from her. She

watched Ren and the others drastically improve, a

your way

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

"..."