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.

seen firsthand his capabilities back in Henlour, that was only on

to read more chapters? Despite him having one of the largest merits in them being able to take down Inferno and stop the war,

having just witnessed how Ren fought firsthand, he

talent...he really

"Hm."

thoughts,

the first time ever since seeing him, Gervis finally

there was this deep sense of solemnity hiding deep

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

to him, he stopped a couple of meters away from

"Keum...keum..."

"..."

cough, Octavious raised his

"Do you need something?"

Gervis

head and staring straight into his eyes,

think

appeared on Octavious's face upon hearing Gervis's question. What came after it

"…it was good."

short pause. Gervis nodded his head upon hearing his words before leaning back on his

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

"He is."

Octavious replied.

his head more fiercely when

probably be one of the future pillars of the human

trying

brows finally furrowing together and the air

finally realized that

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

take long for Octaviois to get an answer as Gervis

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

there helped me out quite a bit over the

"..."

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 had a general idea of what happened and how they were able to

the pieces together, Octavious understood

did, Octavius's

"Are you threatening me?"

"…am I threatening you?"

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

a good minute before eventually,

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

to face

this whole conference would not have happened if not for his aid.

took one last glance in Octavious's

him in the next

entered Octavious's

Crack—!

the Octaviois gripped onto the side of the chair with

***

Beneath the arena.

"Haa..."

the thunderous crowd, Amanda was sitting on a

turn, Amanda refused to go to the

reason for this was because of Ren's

match started, she couldn't take

he completely disregarded his own safety just

were

one hand, she could see just how much he had

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

in order to achieve such a level of strength, Amanda couldn't

an uncomfortable feeling

what that feeling

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

quite a competitive person, and so, as she watched Ren and the others drastically improve, a never seen before fire lit up inside of her heart, prompting

please make your

of it, Amanda's wrist suddenly lit up

"..."