The Three Torches

Bam. Bam. Bam.

Hundreds of people watched as Wain's fist came down on Reaper, one by one. Blood flowed from her mouth with each blow as her gaze grew meaner, but despite the terrible pain, she wasn't about to give up.

"Shit... I even felt sorry for her... Nameless really is ruthless..." Someone muttered with a dazed look.

"Hey! Nameless! It's time to end this already!" A man from the front stands exclaimed in a disgruntled manner, "Everyone already knows how this fight will end! Take her mask off! Show us her face!"

At that moment, Wain stopped for the first time as he turned toward the man. His cold eyes literally pierced the man, making him shudder in fear.

"Shut up your filthy mouth. If you don't like something, get out into the arena." Wain uttered in a thunderous voice, "Afraid? That's good, sit there and watch or you'll be next."

Wain's words sent a wave through the Colosseum that made many people think about what was happening.