Capítulo 41: Battle Royale 5

The air hung heavy with the stench of iron and fear. Neveah, a predator in a den of prey, surveyed the battlefield from atop a crumbling watchtower. The initial chaos had settled, replaced by a tense calm punctuated by the occasional desperate scream. Beneath him, the remaining participants scurried around the shrinking arena like frantic ants. Pathetic.

A cruel smile played on his lips. Gone were the days of toying with beasts and disposing of them with a casual flick of his wrist. No, the true entertainment had only just begun. Tonight, he wasn't just hunting points; he was hunting them. The humans, the elves, the dwarves, the Beastmen, the dragons and the monsters - they were all mere prey in his game, their fear his amusement.