Victory and Interrogation

As Orso began channeling his killing intent and bloodlust the Bloody Carrots as well as the hiding commoners were overcome by an intense wave of fear which caused a chilled to run down their spines while their legs turned to jelly.

Silently sniffing the air, a wicked grin appeared on Salvatore's face.

"This place now reeks with the scent of fear.....excellent, the stage is set, let the true battle commence."

Seeing Orso nearing the completion of his preparations Salvatore flexed his hands followed by his arms and legs. Then as the exact moment Orso finished transforming his paws he charged forward, shooting off like a rocket as he violently collided with the enraged Orso and began a furious exchange of moves, using only his two hands to battle with Orso's two blood red paws.

As the two combatants raged all around the stone platform various explosions rang out while every collision would cause assorted flashes of light to permeated throughout the entire square. Soon they became two indistinct blurs which moved so fast they could barely be seen.

In the midst of his berserker rage Orso exchanged hundreds of moves with Salvatore who at first had felt some excitement toward the fight but quickly grew bored after exchanging a few hundred moves with Orso who was now mechanically fighting with pure rage.

Having now grown tired with this fight Salvatore decided to end it, quickly increasing the strength and speed of his arms he made a strange movement with his hands causing Orso to fail to block his incoming fist which suddenly twisted around one of his arms then quickly lifted causing a sickening "CRUNCH" to ring out as he broke his big furry arm in two.

As he snapped Orso's arm his leg simultaneously shot out, striking Orso's knee viciously at an angle then shot upward with the leg folded as a knee strike directly into Orso's torso causing a distinctive crunching sound of bones and organs being crushed.

Now with one of his arms broken, followed by the wind being knocked out of him Orso desperately tried to retreat yet the knee which Salvatore had kicked gave out and he collapsed on the ground in a wretched state.

Mercilessly Salvatore continued his attack by snapping Orso's other arm then used [Heavy Stomp] on his remain good knee with a thunderous "BOOM" as his seemingly thin leg came crashing down with the weight of a small mountain, snapping Orso's leg into several dozen pieces while causing the ground around them to sink down several inches forming a small crater.

Walking over to Carl, Salvatore reached out and ripped the protective cage out of the ground then tossed it uncaringly to the side. He then stretched his hand out towards Carl, who had been happily enjoying the show from the comfort of his tiny throne while merrily munching on his snacks.

He had enjoyed every minute of the fight, especially the part were Orso got the fur kicked out of him and had loudly cheered from the safe confines of his cage. Leaping of his throne, he pounced onto Salvatore's outstretched hand then checked his appearance, smoothing his fur followed by his ears.

Feeling he was presentable he happily spoke aloud. "Amazing big bro, you were unbelievable, you actually defeated that FILTHY BITCH Captain Orso!"

"It was nothing, he was rather weak actually, barely any creativity, and in the end he foolishly gave into his rage. Well, shall we go ask the poor Captain some questions, hopefully he won't lose consciousness until after were done questioning him, I so hate when that happens."

Walking over to the miserable Captain, he reached down gingerly, his fingers tightly gripping Orso's shoulder as he lifted him to eye level with one arm as easily as lifting a pencil.

"Now tell me Orso, you bullheaded pretentious prick, why have you been picking on my little bro?"

His furry lips stained red with his own blood, with both his arms and legs broken and his torso badly crushed, Orso now was in the worst state he had ever been in his life.

With a "Cough" "Cough" he spat out a mouthful of more blood than saliva as he miserably replied. "It was his majesty's order, although I do admit enjoying how good it felt to punch the little bastard. You have no idea how good it felt when my fist collided with the insufferable bastards squishy backside."

Leaping of Salvatore's hand in disbelief, he pounced on Orso's chest and grabbed his bloodstained surcoat questioningly in fury.

"WHAT!!! You lie! Papa would never tell anyone to hurt me!"

"I'm afraid not, your father gave explicit instructions to treat you badly and to beat you up whenever I saw you, all so we could awaken the potential of your bloodline. You don't realize the reason why you are so important to his majesty. Its not just because your his son, It's because of how special your unique bloodline is, you are only the secon.. His voice was suddenly halted by a series of "Cough""Cough" while his body was quivered several times before he managed to utter a final sentence.

"If you want to know more you will have to ask his majesty."

As the last word left his tongue Orso shut his mouth, unwilling to say anymore and began to focus on recuperating from the serious amount of damage he had been dealt now that he had less than 10% of his HP remaining.

"NO!!! FINISH WHAT YOU WERE SAYING!!"

Seeing Orso refuse to talk and grow silent, Carl angrily shook his surcoat before hoping next to his head and slapping his grizzled head from side to side as hard as he could while he continued to angrily shout.

"SPEAK FILTHY BITCH, SPEAK!!!"