The arena was still buzzing from the clash between Kaiser and Brock. The gladiators murmured. Guards discussed. A few were still in shock.
But the training of the six didn't stop.
Viktor was up next.
And standing at the opposite side of the ring—was Jin. He was his opponent today.
"...oof."
Viktor mumbled to himself as he rotated his shoulders a bit, spinning his wooden axes with his fingers.
Jin, on the other hand, was just standing there.
Holding his twin wooden machetes calmly... and his sharp eyes were locked on Viktor, unfazed and quiet.
Then—
Ting-!
The bell was rung by Khan, who was sitting beside Edmar.
BAM!
SWISH—!
Jin rushed in instantly, blurring like a shadow with his machetes drawn!
But—
"HUP!"
Viktor didn't back down.
He charged straight forward, slamming his foot into the ground and dashing headfirst, wooden axes raised!
And then— THWACK!
Their weapons clashed at the center of the arena.
The impact echoed loudly.
