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The Poison Master donned expensive composite film gloves, took the deadly poison from the black bottle, and dotted it on the famed blade "Fury"; the toxin left a mark on the cutting edge.
"I've heard that there are even more terrifying methods in the Colosseum's matches," the Poison Master said.
"Of course," Xu Yang replied, "in the Colosseum Combat Arena, the stakes for each deathmatch are enormous, usually involving corporate assets worth hundreds of millions. In that situation, the only acceptable outcome is 'victory.'"
The Poison Master received a warning; the perimeter sentinels observed a large number of unidentified vehicles racing straight towards the factory with obvious malicious intent.
"They're here!" She immediately sounded the alarm.
