Above the arena.
The moment Ulvicor saw Taylor being punched, he knew the guy was done for.
"How cruel!" He heard Bethany speak.
'Yes it is.' In his mind, that was the truth too. But he also knew the consequences of showing mercy… In a beautiful world such as theirs, mercy was only permissible by the strongest.
As time went on, Ulvicor only became more confident at the outcome. This little game was over… But he couldn't understand why Henry would want such a thing.
'Did he just want some fame?'
That's the thought Taylor had on him until he heard a crude voice crawl up from under the arena.
"TAXXXXXX!"
Ulvicor looked down, he's mouth hung open at what he saw.
Taylor shouldn't have been standing… not with that punch. But there he stood upon the ground… walking like a grandpa about to lose his cane. Completely different from the Taylor that was shown before.
'What the fuck happened to him?'
…
My mouth curls up at the disfigured look of Taylor.
