In a separate arena, a purple fog covered the entire battleground. The BHR contestants inside the area were convulsing and spitting blood. Their skin and hair started to melt off the longer they were exposed to the chemical.
Amidst the cries of pain and agony, a lone blonde woman sensually walked while carrying two swords. He came across a dying man who tried to reach out to her for help. Yet in an action devoid of empathy the woman simply drove her sword into the man's throat and slit his head in two.
"Pathetic."
In a voice of absolute derision, the woman then butchered the corpse like livestock. When she saw the color of the bones and muscle she could only shake her head in disappointment.
"None of them are showing signs of the poison bonding to their bones. This is a complete waste of time."
'Don't say that V. Well to be honest I never suggested you perform the experiment on live subjects anyway.'
