8 Rings

In the vast coliseum filled with a myriad of dead bodies.

The sudden announcement shocked John Stark, he quickly pivoted his head and looked at the injured Xyr, who was in the healing process, Farrie and Baron were pouring their strange mana into his body.

"Happy now?" Said Ezra Zephyr.

John Stark was not sure what to say, he put the white sword behind his back and stood silently.

"15 of you will be moved towards the upper floor shortly" The mysterious voice came.

Ezra moved, he passed by the Fair Sword as he moved towards the dead bodies.

The sights of rest followed Ezra Zephyr. Everyone was confused at a strange sight

The martial masters of Bloodfang Kingdom were gathering the dead bodies and made two mounds of dead.

One was filled with dead bodies of those who followed the upper realm leader, Rolo Aur and the other had only dead bodies of martial masters who belonged to the Bloodfang Kingdom, there were 31 of them.