Perses the Executioner (1)

As Asil stood in front of the door and waited to enter the arena, the voice of the fight's host echoed:

"Ladies and gentlemen. Today's third fight is about to begin. Contrary to the other fights, in this one, you will see fighters you have seen before. First, I want to talk about our newbie, who was the first of our fighters and mesmerized us with his first fight. Most of us remember him from when he fought the steel-horned bull. He had no profound power back then; he was one of the weakest of all and he still managed to defeat the steel-horned bull that was way powerful than him. He now has the profound power and he is here to show us another impressive fight. Here comes our first fighter! Behold the Asil!"

After the presenter had finished speaking, the door in front of the Asil slowly rose up and opened, and then Asil walked into the sandy area where the fight was to be held. When he entered, most of the audience was looking at Asil with eyes full of anticipation. His first fight became very popular around and naturally, this fight attracted interest as well. In fact, the reason Asil has been living so comfortably in his cell in recent days was his first win, even if he did not know it. His win in his first match was appreciated by an arena manager who was in the special section that day, and the arena manager thought that Asil was a gem that would shine more than enough in the future because of his fight that day. So, he told the guardians to treat him well and told the guards to tell the other slaves not to bully him. The manager of the arena, who advised the guards and took good care of the Asil, was sitting in one of the few seats in the special section today, looking carefully at the Asil and expecting a beautiful performance from him.

About ten seconds after entering the fight zone, the presenter began talking again: "Now we have our second fighter. You certainly all know him. He goes into this match specifically to try out the power of our newbie. This Is Perses the Executioner, famous for his double-edged axe and his molded body!"

When the presenter said 'Perses The Executioner', a strange expression occurred on the face of most of the audience, and as the door in the area directly opposite to Asil rose up slowly, many voices of debate emerged among the audience.

Among the voices of this debate, Asil understood that the person he was going to fight was quite famous and ruthless. If he were not famous, the audience here would not have behaved this way, and if he weren't ruthless, he wouldn't have earned the title 'the executioner'.

When the door, which was in the section directly opposite the Asil, rose about three meters up, a burly man without any clothes on his upper body came out of the door and entered the fighting area. This burly man's body was about ten centimeters longer than two meters and he looked as strong as a standing bear. His muscles were extremely swollen, and his red veins were quite obvious on them. This burly man's face was filled with scars and he had no left eyebrow due to a large wound that stretched from the left cross of his left eye to the middle of his forehead, which was about three centimeters wide. Even looking at him, let alone thinking about fighting him, could make one scared.

As this burly man walked out the door, Asil had little understanding of why people nicknamed him 'The Executioner'. His weapon of choice was quite in keeping with the title ' Executioner'. As he moved forward, he was dragging his Giant Axe, which he had grasped with his right hand, on the ground. This axe was not normal. It had a cutting side at both ends, and from both the thickness of the holding section and the size of the axes it could be understood that it was a double-handed weapon. The length of the holding part of this double-ended axe was about one meter long, and the cutting parts on each side were about twenty centimeters long.

Sirius's voice echoed in Asil's mind as 'The Executioner' headed towards Asil: "brat, it seems that the first match made a great impact and these expectations were greatly elevated. When I got to where the weapons were, I thought your opponent would be the loser at the door on the left, who was only in the first level of the elementary profound realm. That is why I never cared about him. I did not even realize he was hurt. Looks like that loser I am talking about took part in one of the first two fights. I had already ruled out the possibility of matching someone like this to get the audience to watch a good game. I think I still have a lot to learn as a master."