Chucky advanced towards Victor steadily. As he did, his hands opened up and his Wereclaws slowly protruded from his fingers.
They were dark and carried the essence of the bloody atmosphere of imperilment.
Back in the Arena, Allison panicked upon seeing this. She could not help but stand from her seat, "No!" she whispered.
Agnes on the other hand, laughed heartily. She kept on nodding her head. After all, the moment Victor died, Lenny would have automatically lost and then she would have won the blood contract that she had with Vinegar.
She could not help but lick her lips as she turned to vinegar that sat not so far away from her, "It would seem that your Core will be mine much sooner than I thought. I hope you are ready to part with it. because i will be making it mine henceforth."