Continuingly, the mutated monsters flew, flocking on the participants. The impregnable defense of the captives was what was keeping them alive and away from the monsters' attacks.
"Well, well, it seems that our dear participants are putting up a good fight against the monsters. However, there is still no death on each side which infuriates our dearest spectators. It looks like our little spice has no kick in it. Shall we take it top-notch, our most beloved spectators?"
The answer was expected. The filthy rich spectators craved for some more blood-spilling actions. A spice that will put a kick. A kick in the throat so hard one could choke to death.
"Well, then, time to show the main player of tonight's event! Bring the 'Boss' in!"
