The following week was the same. The matches were just culling. Chaffing out the useless ones for the strong to shine.
More than forty fighters, pitiful fighters, who thought they had a chance against these peerless characters created by the author with love and passion.
All of them died.
They died in many ways. Some were impaled by spears or swords. Some were trampled to death by the feet of the other fighters. Some were cut into two by the sharpness of the weapons.
though killing was now legal, Calen hasn't mutilated or destroyed anyone. It was predictable as he might have heard an earful from the Autumn King and even his sister as well.
Damien was a little dishearted as he was yet to run into Celeste anywhere in the Carnival. She only appears at the arena when it was Calen's match and she leaves as soon as his match is over. He could go over her and talk but he really didn't feel like doing so.
