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.

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

Gervis meant those words.

firsthand

want to read more chapters? Despite him having one of the largest merits in them being able

fought firsthand,

talent...he really was

"Hm."

his thoughts, Gervis

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

this deep sense of

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

to him, he stopped a couple of meters away from him

"Keum...keum..."

"..."

Gervis's cough, Octavious raised

"Do you need something?"

on an amicable smile, Gervis calmly sat down

staring straight into his eyes,

did you think about the

on Octavious's face upon hearing Gervis's question. What

"…it was good."

nodded his head upon hearing his words before leaning back on his

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

"He is."

Octavious replied.

head more fiercely when

also very smart and will probably be one of the

you trying to get

furrowing together and the air around him finally

that the

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

take long for Octaviois to get an answer as Gervis

he transmitted his

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

"..."

Gervis's words, everything started

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

putting the pieces together, Octavious understood just

did, Octavius's

"Are you threatening me?"

"…am I threatening you?"

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

persisted for a good minute before

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

head to face

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

Gervis took one last glance in

You should go meet him. I'll be visiting him in the

entered Octavious's mind, causing his frown to

Crack—!

the Octaviois gripped onto the side of the chair with increased

***

Beneath the arena.

"Haa..."

Amanda was sitting on a small bench collecting

soon being her turn, Amanda refused

this was because of Ren's

moment 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 own victory, Amanda's emotions

feelings were

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

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

to achieve such

time she did, an uncomfortable feeling

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

he became, the further he felt from

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

Stern, please make your way to the

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

"..."