War for Pablo was fun.
He had made it clear many times.
Like people do hiking, trekking, bungee jumping and sex, Pablo gets the same dopamine by killing.
Cupid had no words to spare for that as she knew she wouldn't be heard and Pablo would not just stop killing as he was going to Hollow, the den of the Cannibals where killing was necessary.
Pablo remained seated crosslegged on the stage and watched the soldiers and slaves duking it out with each other.
They were laughing, smiling and cursing their partners but all in all, Pablo noticed that they were having fun and that's all what it matters. Their bond should be strong.
The eight slaves who had yet to get their Egoes were the worst fighters among others and among the eight slaves, Young was the worst fighter.
They had chosen their weapons based on their likes and handling abilities and Pablo was satisfied with their choices too. They had chosen appropriate weapons for themselves.
