"You're a pitiful man, aren't you?" she simply gazed down at her opponent with disgust.
"Yes - - I am pitiful," he spoke with a wry smile.
He thought as he continued to smile having accepted such a pitifully fate.
'Brother, I want you to despise me when I see you again and I also want you to forgive my weak and soft hearted self, since this is the end.'
It was a tragic end for his sad life as he looked at where Countess Area was sitted with a not so happy expression - - and his answer to that was a smile.
' At least - - my life won't end by your hands, you damn witch... '
"This is good bye, Sir Text..."
"Thank you--Demon Fang."
SLAAAAAASH!!
She aimed a single slash from her right hand to the nape of his neck with his end still intact thus making his never ending misery - - end.
"Brother, wait up..." the green haired man chased after the darkness his brother was in.
"Text - - let's go home," as soon as he caught up panting, his brother smiled at him ever so gently and he returned in kind;
"Yes, let's go home..." they walked out of the darkness and into the wavering light as their chatt together came to a heaping end.
...
"That was a truly splendid match wasn't it - - Aine," Asmodeus who was sitted on Aine's right didn't notice the expression on his face.
"W---Why are - - you crying," he has just witnessed the farewell of Text Rivera as if he was the only spectator invited to see that sad dream.
"A--Am fine - - we should go check on Frine," the two left their seats to go and congratulate Frine who was still looking at Text's corpse with an unreadable expression.
"FRINE!!" Aine and a half healed Asmodeus ran to the middle of the arena while calling Frine's name and finally, they reached...
"I am proud of you - - my knight," he removed the strap on his right arm and lifted her up in a gentle way because of the blood spewing out of her body.
"As your shield, I am honored to have fought in your place---my master..."
She passed out cold as he and Asmodeus took her to the health maintenance room usually on the fourth floor , Elize informed them about if someone from a family was seriously injured.
After Text's corpse was carried away by Area's other knights dressed in black clad suits, not competing in the game, the monitor announced the next killing game match;