159 Arrogance (1/2)
”Why do you keep your eyes closed?” Iblis' question resonated in Helial's head, while he was standing alone in the middle of the arena. ”I'm listening. Can you hear them?” he replied.
Slowly, some noises started to emerge, at first faint and then growing stronger.
”You windbag!” screamed a Goblin from the stands.
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A smile formed on Helial's face.
”Arrogant twat!” snorted another voice, a woman's this time, full of contempt.
”Where are your team members?”, screamed another viewer, ”I made a bet on you! Why are you throwing away your victory?”
In that moment, Helial could not only hear the voices of those surrounding him, but also feel their eyes on him. But there was something else, forces different from the others, that let him sense the presence of Immortals in the midst of the audience.
Through the grate behind the gate leading to the arena some people were looking, perplexed, at Helial. Helial standing with his eyes closed in front of about fifteen people.
”That moron decided to go alone. Bah, he wanted to keep all the fun for himself”, grumbled Snowflake; in fact, the cat wasn't really angry because Helial had promised to organise a feast in his honour, after the end of the three matches.
Lumia had a complex look about herself, as if something wasn't right. As if there was something amiss in everything that was going on.
Frankenstein didn't really care about their leader's behaviour. He had already seen Helial's power many times and he thought that, if the decided to face them all alone, he had to know a way to win.
”You're ignoring the reason why he is alone in the middle of the arena”, said suddenly a voice behind them. Everyone turned, but all they could see, in the tunnel dim light, was a reddish outline.
The shadow passed his fingers in his red hairs and opened his eyes, looking at Helial.
”What?” asked Lulu.
”See for yourselves, this is so much more than a simple fight.”
In the sky, hidden by their own Mana, two Immortals were sitting in mid-air, curiously watching the match taking place beneath their feet.
”Who do you think will win?” asked Aule all of a sudden, laughing.
”I don't know. I just hope the guys aren't taking this fight to the death too seriously”, said Cesar shaking his head, clearly disappointed by Aule's attitude.
”When you were younger, you too requested more than one death match. Actually, there were probably more death matches you took part in than nights you passed in bed with your own wife!” Aule laughed out loud, wiping an invisible tear from his eye.
”When we're young we make all sorts of mistakes, but that doesn't mean we have to keep doing them” replied Cesar, still shaking his head. ”I don't mean to ruin your day, but if I had killed less people, Orma would probably be a much less chaotic city.”
”In fact, I have to admit that I admire your young disciple's attitude. He has the guts to challenge the Sect of the Worthy, even though he seems to know he doesn't have your complete approval. He really has what it takes…”