"Wow! He was a bit of a screamer, wasn't he?"
Old Gu's voice had regained its tenacity.
It no longer sounded like the lingering ghost's whispers.
He only spoke after the man was dead, as if he didn't care whether or not his prize winners lived until they received their rewards.
Berk kept a blank expression on his face as he stared at Maura's body.
"I had hoped for at least 15 winners this time, but 14 will do just nicely," Old Gu went on.
He was about to continue when his face scrunched up due to the loud explosions in the background. Everything had come to a standstill. They were all fatigued and didn't want to continue this murdering game any longer.
"Will the two of you stop? It's over already!" He yelled at them from miles away, but his voice echoed throughout the city.
With the exception of Berk, who was still in shock, the others all looked into the distance and noticed that both of them had completely ignored Old Gu.
