There was a reason Steven and Joe had managed to deal with their opponents more easily than expected.
The answer was simple, they had just recently fought each other. And although that fight had been rigged, it hadn't been without cost. They'd still expended a tremendous amount of energy, their bodies carrying the bruises and scrapes from that encounter.
But there was one person in the arena who hadn't taken part in that exhausting event. One man who stepped into the ring with no injuries, no energy loss, and no hesitation.
The one they called Elephant.
And from the moment the fight began, it was clear, out of all the competitors present, Elephant was by far the strongest.
Already, he had snapped one of Aron's batons in half. The weapons weren't cheap replicas, they were military-grade, reinforced, designed to withstand extreme force. And yet… in Elephant's hands, they may as well have been twigs.
That one move confirmed it.