Throw Him Out!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Gorak had lost to Empyrean, Keeper of Atmospheres and son of Statera, the Head Keeper.

It was a disgraceful defeat. Most especially because Gorak was the one who had overestimated his strength and challenged Empyrean, and Empyrean had beat him in one move! 

Just one move. With his hands held behind his back the entire time!

"You're really powerful. I had to go all out!", said Empyrean, smiling sweetly, as he helped the bloodied and broken Gorak up to his feet.

"I would like to spar with you again, next time."

"..." Gorak had no words. He couldn't believe he had failed. His father would be so appalled with his disgraceful downfall. Skotos was not one to tolerate defeat.

Such a terrible, humiliating kind of defeat too...

But little did he know, the painful taste of blood in his mouth... the stinging pain from his broken ribs and femur... his suffering, had only just begun.

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