'I knew these bastards would pull something like this...' Ashton smiled as he entered the arena, 'I wonder whether the Director decided on the 'blackout' protocol so I could do what I want without worrying about others outside.'
Ashton wasn't surprised, to say the least. He had more or less expected these fools to do something like this. The moment he got inside, he was immediately cornered by the around 15 nobles. Obviously, most of them were the same people who had tried to fight him a week ago.
"Looks like you ran out of luck, mutt." As usual, Lucas was the first one to bark, "You're going to die today. But before that, we'll make you beg for your life!"
"Like you were begging for yours, when I found you in the previous round?" Ashton smirked as Lucas's face turned bright red with rage, "Either way, you retards think you can kill me? Really?"
