Bam. Bam. Bam.
One blow after another slowly rained down on Kenna.
With each shudder of the ground, drops of blood flew out, staining the previously shiny clean marble.
After Adam's fight against Giselle, no one left yet, so all the nobles at the Amber Could, were forced to watch this scene.
"No, this isn't right, does this look like a fight?"
Someone muttered in a trembling voice.
His buddy standing nearby gulped.
"Fuck no... It's an execution, but... Is it acceptable?"
As if wanting to know the answer to that question, one of the nobles stepped out of his table. In a powerful stride, he headed straight toward observer no. 3, his fists clenched.
Despite the outraged nobleman, the blonde-haired man did not change his face.
"Observer no. 3."
The young man waved his hand pointing at Adam and Kenna.
