The Arena Eats Itself

A123 had made his resolve for death.

 

However, if it was going to come, he was going to go in style.

 

His words had not been low.

 

He had said them with incredible confidence and pride.

 

And these demons had haughtiness in their voices.

 

Seeing as Chaos magic seemed to radiate from his body, the demons immediately thought that he was a devil.

 

However, while they still basked in the warm sunlight of confusion, A123 made his move.

 

The thin line, like a mouth, placed vertically in the middle of his chest suddenly opened up.

 

It revealed rows and rows of uneven teeth.

 

And then, in the center, a red eye opened up, like it was a dead man being brought to life.

 

*VOICE OF BEDLAM!*

 

What happened next could only be described as a rush of sound waves from his chest into the surrounding space.