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

Gervis meant those words.

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

chapters? Despite him having one of the largest merits in them being

witnessed how Ren fought firsthand, he really was left impressed

talent...he really

"Hm."

of his thoughts,

Octavious was sitting, for the first time ever since seeing

was this deep sense of solemnity hiding

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

up to him, he stopped a couple of meters away

"Keum...keum..."

"..."

Gervis's cough, Octavious raised

"Do you need something?"

an amicable smile, Gervis calmly sat down next to

head and staring straight into

you think

hint of surprise appeared on Octavious's face upon hearing

"…it was good."

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

agree with you. The match was very good. Especially that human youth

"He is."

Octavious replied.

nodded his head more fiercely when he heard

right. He is also very smart and will probably be one of the future pillars of the human side

are you trying

brows finally furrowing together and the air around

realized that the

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

for Octaviois to get an answer as Gervis calmly and slowly

the platform, he transmitted his voice

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

"..."

started to click inside

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

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

he did, Octavius's eyes

"Are you threatening me?"

"…am I threatening you?"

Gervis sat back down, leaned back, and

behavior persisted for a good minute

threatening you. I'm just telling

to face

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

Gervis took one last glance in Octavious's direction

in the next hour, I sure hope he is

words directly entered Octavious's

Crack—!

Octaviois gripped onto the side of the chair with increased

***

Beneath the arena.

"Haa..."

was sitting on a small bench collecting

soon being her turn, Amanda refused to go to

this was because

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

he skilfully dealt with his opponent's moves, and the way he completely disregarded

were

could see just how much he had improved over the years when

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

he must've gone through in order to achieve such a level of

did, an uncomfortable feeling would rise from deep within

explain what that feeling was. But,

the stronger he became, the further he

watched Ren and the others drastically improve, a never seen before fire lit up inside of her heart, prompting her

please make your way to the

Amanda's wrist suddenly lit up as a melodious voice

"..."