Frankher now comes as well, followed by Elizabeth. I can see Cordel getting off the stage and the others coming down from the podium behind them.
"Tch." The guy releases Sulivan who falls to the ground and starts coughing heavily.
"Hey, I want to fight you, man. A fight to the death, with no referee, no nothing. Winner takes all. What do you say?"
Who is this guy? He doesn't mind Frankher's stare or the current atmosphere at all.
"I will pass."
"Oh, come on, man. Don't make me beg. I know you want it as well. To see the color, the smell, the taste of my blood! To hear my screams as we tear each other apart!"
His eyes roll over and he starts breathing heavily. The fuck?!
"No seriously, I will pass."
"No, come on!! Is it because they are here? Then we can go outside. I swear you won't regret it. I will-"
"You are dead!... Cough! Cough! You…you hear me?!"
