Nathan didn't seem to notice that little detail, only people with insight, and those who paid particular interest seemed to notice that.
The demon wanted to cry, but had no tears. He was debating seriously if he was to prostrate himself, would this ancestor spare his life?. He knew that was impossible, he didn't forget that look. Gulping, he tried to ask for forgiveness, he was trembling . Yet the audience seemed to believe that it was caused by excitement. Only he knew that was every cell in his body wanted to teleport the hell out of there any second, only to find that teleportation was banned.
A trail of blood came down Nathan's lips. He reached to his lips, only to cough more blood on the ground. Smearing the blood with the back of his hand, he turned to the half giant. Looking determined he said "I'll not let you go, I'll put my all on the line to stop you". The contestants were touched, someone was standing up for them. They cried tears of appreciation, they wanted to burn the figure of their savior into their minds, to give back the same kindness one day.
"Aaaahh", Nathan started screaming, while ice arrows formed around him. More than a hundred arrows were now suspended in mid air. His face went pale, anyone looking could tell he was pushing himself too far. Then he lift up his arm, looked to the half giant, who was now frozen in his place by fear. Mouthing "goodbye", he brought down his arm, signaling the rush of the volley of arrows. The demon was frightened into wetting his pants. Others may not know, but as the one facing those seemingly feeble arrows, he knew how menacing they were.
The demon quickly moved the red nucli to form a barrier against tge arrows. But the barrier was thinning by the second. It took all of his attention to keep it up, that he didn't notice 3 arrows curving from behind. The first strapped him the back, only to disappear soon after. The second stabbed him in the same place only to disappear as well. He finally got it, this maniac wanted his body intact. He was playing him from the very beginning. He disintegrated the arrows to keep the blood from flowing, yet kept stabbing the same place to completely pulverize his heart.
He was arrogant. He wasn't that maniac's oppenent from the start. Slowly falling to the ground. The demon was unreconsiled as he died with eyes wide open. Soon after Nathan fell with a thud on the ground, heaving he slowly lift up his fisted hand to his face, it looked like he wanted to cover the tears in his eyes.
Only he knew if he didn't do that, the schadenfreude in his eyes will sell him out.
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Right then the emcee's voice sounded :
"Finally, THEEE top 50 are here. Although an irregular slipped in, the arena holds exactly 50 contestants now. CONGRATULATIONS".
As the sound reverberated with in the colossium, healers rushed to the arena to get those who could live out of danger. Contestants were soon escorted back to their resting seats to wait for the result of the other groups.
Shill lost interest, standing up from his seat, he marched to the room for the gravely injured.