Han and Adrian had won, but something felt wrong. They weren't being called back to the third floor like they were supposed to. They were stuck in the trial zone.
"What's going on?" Han asked once his wounds healed.
"I can't believe they'd go this far..." Adrian mumbled, shaking his head and getting ready for the next battle. "Keep your mask on."
Han was stunned when Adrian cut his elbows, letting the blood flow out. Seconds later, a thick, poisonous fog surrounded them. Adrian looked around, waiting for what he knew was coming.
However, Adrian didn't need to worry about Han, as he was teleported elsewhere after a second, leaving him alone.
"Tsk, there goes my meat shield."
Unfortunately, Adrian's instincts were spot on. A moment later, the ground beneath them exploded, and a familiar figure emerged from the hole.
"Bellerophon," Adrian mumbled, dodging the rubble.
