"BBlech!"
The sounds of vomiting echoed in the BHR command center. Dylan sat in a chair with Alan and Xing. With the sounds of the merchant hurling his breakfast as background noise, the other people commented on the battles.
Ten magic circles floated like TV monitors that showed what transpired in all ten arenas. The magic circles were arrays that no longer required the presents of mages. Charging them with Mana once a week became the only downside. So for the most part they functioned exactly like a CCTV system.
"Heavens, if I didn't know better I would say master has gone insane. He could have just easily killed everyone there in 1 second. Why does he need to bother with such theatrics."
Xing, the madam of Arcus's kiss hid her disgust by covering her face with a fan. The sheer brutality of Hiro could be seen as beyond demonic and absolutely over the top. Yet Dylan simply answered in a cold tone.
