TAGNOK!

The howls made him open his eyes. "TAGNOK!", screamed voices."TAGNOK!".

Knagslot looked around, he was on the floor, a sandy floor in a stadium. Now this wasn't the regular stadium he had been winning beasts in a ring because he didn't see any ring.

The stadium was circular and built in an ancient roman style, the seats for the spectators carved out of stone and everything else out of stone. Essedas- two wheeled horse carriages where dragged to the sides.

The howls and chants of the crowd boomed into knagslot's eardrums and he quickly dismissed them as truculent beings. The setting to him, based on his brain's calculations was a gladiator like stadium, ancient looking, with beasts in shield and bucklers passing around, their nose shifting sideways as they sniffed the air.

Horses were packed at one corner, their eyes bent down, their mouths busy chewing something hidden from the natural eyes. Knagslot tried to move forward a bit, and in doing so, felt that his clothing was heavy. He touched and felt it only to realize that it was a Knight's armor, a beige cloak hung over it.

A flaxxerr flew in the air and suddenly swooped down and landed in the middle of the stadium. The top hat goblin, climbing off it, a microphone in hand and a smirk on it's face.

"Welcome to another round of A NIGHTMARE FOR CLOWNS. We've left the boxing scene and is now in the gladiator scene in a battle named-", the top hat goblin pointed the microphone to the spectators who exploded:

"TAGNOK!".

"Correct!", screamed the top hat goblin into the microphone in an eccentric manner. "This isn't the regular win by K O', but instead win by K O' death".

The spectators gasped for a short moment and then exploded into shouts of joy. Knagslot couldn't but hide a face of grimace in disdain. This audience were happy some bunch of people are going to get their lives taken shortly.

'So wicked', thought knagslot.

The goblin shouted into the microphone again: "Halt it your bloodsuckers!".

The crowd gasped.

The goblin laughed and expressed an expression to follow it.

"That was a joke fellas, don't get it personal", the top hat goblin said.

The crowd sighed unisonly and knagslot had to note that this was kinky.

"Meet TAGNOK!", said the top hat goblin pointing to a large closed iron gate. The shut gate suddenly opened slowly and a large bulky beast came out of it. It walked in slow, calculated steps,walking forward till it was out of the place where his body components were hidden.

"TAGNOK,!", exclaimed the crowd. The beast seemed to be quite a popular figure.

The beast looked like a standing boar with a mixture of a big pig. It had a large face, with two teeths coming out of it's mouth underneath. It's eyes was big, very big bloodshot things that intimidated anyone who could spare a stare. It had furs all over it's body and a twisted horn that swirled together - that's how really twisted it was.

"He's a type T beast, inner demon", said the goblin. "I honestly doubt anyone can survive this fella but I always fancy a miracle so let's see".

Knagslot swallowed a large gulp of saliva and then he let reality dawn on him. This was a monster he couldn't beat. No matter of help his system offered could change it. TAGNOK hit it's chest now, shaking his head repeatedly sideways and on it's face a very vicious smile.

"Five men have been selected", said the top hat goblin. "Five mortal men, only blessed with their K O' systems, against a wild and demon beast from the type T, inner demon. Note, there are seven types of clown beasts - type G (godbreath), type T (therrets), type J(junnigghts), type F( Flokkars), type S(suntamers), type K(klauhiar) and type B(bloodfurs)".

'Interesting ', thought knagslot. There really was more he didn't know about this world or the beasts either. He looked around the stadium and saw, almost near him, four men clothed in knights armors and different colours of cloaks to go with it.

"Now", the top hat goblin came on the microphone again. "Kill the infamous TAGNOK and you'll survive but if you don't, then I guess it's goody bye for you, hehehe!".

The top hat goblin climbed onto his flaxxerr and snapped it's fingers, making the creature to slowly fly up, then with a large voice, he said into the microphone:

"Let the match begin!". The flaxxerr took to full wings and was way up in the skies now.

Knagslot and the other four men ran over to where shield and swords laid by the wall. They picked up a shield and sword each, briskly running over to where essedas stood, ready to be rode. It was only three and knagslot had to join a man on his while the other two shared one and the remaining man rode only one, solo. A stallion horse each on the front of the esseda, pulling it.

TAGNOK just waited for their preparations, chilled, not wanting to rush anybody. When they were through and were charging down at him, he said casually in a husky voice, raising an eyebrow:

"Ok, you guys are ready. Well, I guess it's action time, mortal clowns that are no match for a therret beast clown!".

TAGNOK hit it's hand on the floor and the ground shook some of the men reeling off their esseda. They fell down with a loud THUMP!, the crowd couldn't manage to suppress a "OH!".

The two fallen victims rolled on the floor like sack of potatoes as their swords fell with clatters. Hitherto, knagslot hadn't really expected the beast to first make a move - a action. But now it seemed the opposite, this was a badass therret beast alright.

Knagslot and the other 'unfallen' clowns moved to safety on their essedas while TAGNOK sauntered up to the fallen minion's clowns. He picked them up by the face and tossed them over to a wall, their heads hitting it like a watermelon hitting a wall. Scarlet bloods ran from their heads as they came down, their necks in abnormal positions. Nonetheless, TAGNOK screamed at the remaining men in front of him:

"The name of my inner demon is RAGE!, and my temper will do justice to your silly and powerless systems!".