After the battle round finally ended and Morpheus, with his teammate, became the only survivors, a horrifying scenario of the losing children being cut apart gruesomely came into everyone's sight.
"Yes! That's more like it. I was getting bored," shouted the pig-like, large nude man as he munched on another leg of a roasted child.
The match came to a standstill, and the announcer suddenly shouted zealously.
"Now, time for the main course!"
Thud!
He picked up a flat object kept beside him, a thick stone slab, and threw it in the middle of the arena.
"The one who stands last will get to live, and the other one gets to die without being cut by the chainsaws!" he shouted with no regard for human life as if he was elated.
"What?! But we just won the match! Why do we have to fight each other?!" asked the sickly boy, terrified by what he just saw.
And now, they said that he and his teammate had to fight too.
BANG!!
