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 was

Gervis meant those words.

he had seen firsthand his capabilities back

of the largest

firsthand, he

talent...he really was

"Hm."

out of his thoughts, Gervis suddenly remembered

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

still indifferent, there was this deep sense of solemnity

he decided to go to him. He had something he needed to say

him, he stopped a couple of meters away from him

"Keum...keum..."

"..."

Octavious raised

"Do you need something?"

Gervis calmly sat down next to

staring straight into his

did you think about the

upon hearing Gervis's question. What came after it

"…it was good."

nodded his head upon hearing his

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

"He is."

Octavious replied.

his head more fiercely when he heard his

smart and will probably be one of the future pillars

you trying

his brows finally furrowing together and the air

had finally realized that the situation

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

for Octaviois to get an

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

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

"..."

Gervis's words, everything started to click inside Octavious's

already received the reports of what had happened back in Henlour from Douglas and the Vice-Leader. He

he heard Gervi's words, putting the pieces

he did, Octavius's

"Are you threatening me?"

"…am I threatening you?"

to his previous chair, Gervis sat back down, leaned

minute before eventually,

not threatening you. I'm just telling

head to face Ren's direction, he

to realize that this whole conference would not have happened if not for his aid. It wouldn't be wise if

one last

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

entered Octavious's

Crack—!

the Octaviois gripped

***

Beneath the arena.

"Haa..."

the thunderous crowd, Amanda was sitting on a small bench

her turn, Amanda

was because of Ren's

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

he completely disregarded his own safety just to secure his own victory, Amanda's emotions were in a

current feelings were

just how much he had improved over the years when

already seen a glimpse of his strength during the time she reunited with

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

an uncomfortable feeling would rise

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

the other hand, the stronger he became, the further he

and so, as she watched Ren and the others drastically improve, a never seen before fire lit

Stern, please make your way to the

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

"..."