บท 264: Reward

Emery stood still, numb with pain and ignoring the tiny rivers of red seeping from his wounds and dripping on the arena floor. He felt neither agony nor fear of death. He simply stared at his opponent lying unconscious on the floor. The overwhelmingly strong opponent he managed to defeat with his efforts.

He took a few moments to relish in the excitement and relief as the crowds cheered for his name. His name was spoken with excitement and wonder.

Voices started to blur together. Some of the audience called him by his name, while others called him by his title: 'The Savage Acolyte'.