A Demon weapon?!!

Pulling eyes from every corner of the club was the fight that was ensuing in the octagon area of the club. For the first time, the club area had all been abandoned except one place and that was the fighting arena. Normally, everyone enjoyed the usual combat events that took place every night. But for some, after being disappointed by their favourite fighter once or twice, they gave up on this very aspect of the club. This was of course for obvious reasons.

The fights that happened weren't just organized for the fun of it. No, it was established in such a way that bets could be placed on participant's heads and at the moment, a lot of people had gathered for it. Everyone had one question on their mind since the turn around of the fight. And enjoying it all happen were two men seated high up the ramp that ran across the roof of the underground railway in some kind of make shift office.