Chapter 129

I feel a surge of mockery as I almost feel like choking her.

Are you kidding me. I feel that there's something else behind the Horns and the cymbals.

"I'm not actually joking, this place is really divided into two courts"

"But it certainly can't be the court of horns and court of cymbals" I say and she giggles in excitement.

"All right, that might be something that i have made up myself" she replies and I practically grin.

"Exactly how can you make up something like that by Yourself" I say and she looks displeased.

Well not really displeased as much as she is coming to being displeased.

"There is no other name that I could find for it. If Alice comes back you can ask her. I'm pretty sure that she knows more about this kind of stuff than I do".

"I don't mind actually" I say trying to placate her and she smiles.

My mind is practically ticking down the five minutes break that we have and in the next few seconds it should be over, in the next few seconds it should be over and the fight should begin once more.

My heart is beating in trepidation and i ask myself.

When will it be a Adrian's turn.

If it is Adrian's turn, I'm not sure he can really be able to succeed anymore. I'm looking at the band of mercenaries that they have employed, mercenaries which people who are actually supposed to be competing have employed and my stomach drops once more.

I mean I knew they looked menacing before before but it seems some people have even shipped some more people here.

Some have shipped some really really huge and deadly looking people that my stomach drops in trepidation at this.

"Are they bringing any more contestants in?" I say and Arden nods smiling at me.

"Always one with the eye for details" she says and I smile a proud smile to myself.

Okay this isn't time to be getting proud, I need to find out weakness I need to see potential flaws in people, flaws which can help Adrian, and I realise something.

I had seen something on the hammer. I had seen something that was a particular peculiarity because now I know why the guy who was being battered before he became the final winner of that round always seem to be in extreme pain whenever that he came into contact with that Hammer.

I mean it is normal for an hammer, a huge hammer to be painful, but nevertheless you would think that mercenaries would at least have the backbone to bear a few hits or two without looking like they had a world of anguish washing over them.

I could clearly see the reason why that was now, because when he raised that hammer into the air, when the guy that won raised the hammer into the air, I caught the slightest glimpse of something.

There are practically steel spikes on that thing, little steel spikes which juts out at irregular corners, spikes that are ready to draw blood.