[Chapter Size: 1900 Words.]
Third Person POV
Northern kingdoms.
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Madara was in his cell again, but alone this time. Everything seemed quiet now, with just a leak here and there. After all, there were no more fights; he had already defeated all his opponents. Imagining what time it might be, and knowing it was almost time for him to start acting, as soon as Mousesack gave the signal.
Even so, he was not very worried. It seemed there would be one more fight, as he had heard from the other slaves, so he waited to see what was happening.
However, footsteps began to come from outside, and a group of people started to approach Madara's cell. Among them, a young man leading the group was looking at Madara with interest. This was Junlian Rushford, the same one he had encountered in the bathhouse and spied on in recent days, and one of the main contacts of the wizard he was hunting.
"So, you are the boy I have heard so much about these past few days..." He approached the cell and spoke with a smile.
"..." Madara just stared at him without saying anything.
"Is he mute?" Julian asked, looking at his colleague.
"No... but he is a child of few words," the man replied, looking at Madara too, this Madara knew very well almost every morning in the castle.
The boy also looked at the man, and it was none other than Sir Charles Peril, a noble who had joined the royal guard.
"So, you are the spy..." Madara commented, and Charles, even being the obvious, showed a somber face.
"I don't know what you are doing here, boy, but it was a mistake for you to come here to die..." He said, a bit surprised, for he was sure that Madara would be in the castle.
Madara looked and asked calmly: "Sir Charles, did you believe you could defeat me? I hope you are my last fight..." He challenged him, Madara hated traitors.
"..." Charles was slightly surprised by the challenge, but he could not accept with that provocation from the boy.
"See, the boy is quite dangerous," Lord Rushford laughed at that with pleasure. "Anyway, boy, I want to see the last show. To see how you fight." The young man seemed sadistic... "After all, you will be fighting a monster along with all those you left alive. Let's see who will survive in the end. I heard the monster is quite tough to handle," the man said, maintaining the same smile. Madara said nothing, just looked at him.
"Tsk. How boring..." The man couldn't help complaining. "Anyway... We will see later. Goodbye, boy," Lord Rushford said and began to withdraw with the group.
Madara still remained quiet; he could easily escape from there, and even kill those men, but he still had to wait for the signal. So, he would wait patiently, and another hour passed until the man responsible for the slaves appeared with his guards.
"What's up, kid?" he said. Madara didn't respond. "Let's get out of here, after all, you have the last fight to fight." He demanded. Madara simply stood up without resistance, passing through the open door; it was time for the last test of the night.
He went again to the gate after passing the usual corridors, and the audience seemed quite excited, shouting from outside. But Madara noticed something strange when he reached the corridor of the gate, as there were several guards around the entrance while Madara approached.
He continued the usual path out of the arena, while all the guards there looked at him, and Madara knew they were planning something. He saw several guards suddenly come up to him and grab him. Madara didn't react immediately, seeing why they only kept their hands on him, since he wanted to see what they planned.
"We got him, Boss!" The men shouted to the man.
"That's great! Do what Lord Rushford asked, put that on him before he enters the arena!" The man said quickly.
Madara looked calmly at everyone, they seemed to be in control in their expressions, but remained cautious, as the boy seemed quite calm.
Madara remained silent and saw one of the guards pull an iron ball from a corner while struggling to drag it to him. Their intention was to restrain Madara and limit his movements in the next fight.
"Thought you wanted to see a show... Is this how you want to see the last fight?" Madara asked, not one to talk much, but interested in knowing about this.
"Because of your victories... Lord Rushford wanted to place some bets against you..." The man said with a smile, not believing that Madara would get out of this situation or survive, even though he seemed like a monster in the form of a child.
Madara watched the man get closer as they tried to pull his leg to the shackle, however, his stone did not move, while Madara kept it in place without much effort.
The guard became angry at this and was going to strike Madara to make him yield, however, without them realizing, he crouched with his agility and jumped into the air, escaping from the clutches of all those men, while the four men who were around him were surprised by this, and soon after had their faces kicked, with them falling hitting in all directions, while the guards removed their weapons from the sheath.
The man from the arena was stunned by this and he shouted, "Guards, guards!" He said towards the corridor where Madara had come from.
Madara saw that he had to make a good entrance here and would not forgive these people. He simply jumped into the air, clinging to the ceiling and running back to the corridor from where he had come. Everyone looked cautiously at him.
"Catch him!" The man shouted as he saw the child begin to make hand seals. "What is he doing... Hm?!" Before the man could finish, Madara had already completed the seals and had inhaled air, before releasing it from his lungs as he launched his chakra-infused breath. Suddenly, all those guards and their boss were surprised by a huge fireball flying towards them, and without reacting, they were all hit and burned.
The arena was filled with several slave men that Madara had spared in the course of the fights, there were at least eight of them. The blood still lay dry in the place, and the nobles, excitedly, shouted waiting to see the Grand Finale.
There was a metal door closed in front of the arena with strong banging happening constantly. It was where the creature of the last fight, which everyone was waiting to see, was located.
The slaves who had survived all looked on cautiously, knowing they would not survive what was behind that door. As for the nobles, in a sadistic intent, they began to shout and comment on the spectacle that was about to begin.
"Come on, where is the boy? I want to see some blood finally!" A noble exclaimed, under the influence of his drug.
"I heard the boy is going to be chained to an iron ball, I want to see him fight like that..." A woman said with a wicked smile.
"Really? How will he deal with that?" Another questioned.
"It's a shame... I wanted to see how he would handle a monster. It's kind of unfair to see him fight with an iron bar," a fourth remarked, somewhat dissatisfied.
They continued to talk, shouting over each other, using drugs, drinking, while waiting for the fight to begin.
However, something caught the attention of everyone there, as a bright glow emerged from the entrance where Madara was suggested to be.
"What is that...?" Before anyone could continue questioning, suddenly, that glow turned into heat invading the place, and from the heat, it turned into visible flames bursting through the door as the wood was destroyed, surprising everyone as the gate exploded in fire, with the sound of flames dancing and blazing through the area.
"What?!"
"Who did this?!"
"Are there explosive barrels here?!"
"This must be a mage!"
People screamed in horror; the slaves quickly moved away from the area while the metal door continued to be pounded by the monster, unaware of what was happening outside.
As everyone's eyes turned to the spectacle, instinctively trying to shield themselves from the heat and light, figures emerged from the place to everyone's astonishment, while people ran out of the area screaming. They were the guards themselves, who screamed, running through the arena until they fell to the ground, dead after no longer resisting the flames burning them.
It was the most brutal scene of the night, while everyone heard the cries of lament from those people dying there. This horror and surprise reached people everywhere; they became even more intrigued when, from the flames, emerged the small slave known as the little titan, the boy who had defeated all the other opponents that night.
He walked through the flames without burning his body or clothes, moving towards the center of the arena, passing half a dozen guards dead on the ground while the smell of burnt flesh reached everyone's noses.
"What happened?! How did he do that, there's nothing explosive there!" Lord Rushford was not at all pleased with this, he ordered the boy to be captured, thinking it would be an easy task, but ended up having a completely different situation...
"He killed all my guards?!" His gaze turned to Sir. Charles, "You didn't tell me the boy could do magic!" He spoke in an unpleasant tone.
Charles hadn't mentioned anything about the boy being able to do such a thing. They couldn't believe what they were seeing and wondered if Madara really had performed some kind of magic... Sir. Charles averted his gaze, also surprised, wondering how Madara had done something he had never demonstrated at the castle.
Madara continued entering the arena while all the people looked at him. Cautiously, slaves tried to move away. A group of men began shouting behind him, at that gate, trying to put out the flames, while Madara looked at the metal gate with something appearing there.
"I will fight that thing. You can try to run, but I doubt the guards will let you once they put out the flames, so be quick..." he simply said.
Madara approached and there were many swords on the ground, thrown for the slaves to fight, Madara approached one and examined the gate.
And before anyone could react, Madara simply threw his sword at the top of the gate, and quickly broke the chain before anyone could announce the start of the fight, and quickly the gate fell to the ground. Then in that place, where darkness took over, two red eyes began to appear and glow, as the monster began to take shape, coming out of that place, heading straight for the boy who looked at it as a challenge. The battle began immediately.
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