Capítulo 218: Selection ceremony III ( No retreat, No surrender )

"My head!!!.. somebody save me!!... Ah!!!"

Pan yells out as he staggered to the center of the arena.

"That bastard Dusik, what have you done??"

Markov mutters as he stares down.

"Everyone get away from Pan, his explosion power is going berserk!!"

Ilara yells out with her voice echoing through the arena.

"Is that your grand plan??... Making a candidate lose control of his abilities??... I could crush you before he blows up."

Jeroam says in annoyance.

"Don't underestimate me Elder."

Dusik replies with a chuckle.

Just then a powerful explosion rocks the southern part of the combat arena which was where the VIP section was located.

"Elder!!"

The candidates watch in awe, utterly confused by everything happening around them.

"Help me!!"

Pan yells out causing everyone around to remember that they were also in trouble.

"He is gonna blow!!"

"Tch."