Calmly, Zain pulled the sword out from the demon's mouth. He did it as if no one around him was watching. After that, he flicked the sword, allowing the blood to splatter onto the ground, and then swung it about a few times in the air.
'It's heavier and less sturdy, but when I have a sword in my hand, the sword mastery activates. Not only does it make my skills better, but it allows me to make better judgments of where and when to attack. It was a good thing using this thing, otherwise I would have had to deal with the demon in a different way.'
The main aim of the game was to get the attention of the others around him, but not to garner so much attention to the point where they felt like they were unable to contain Zain. Finally, Zain had realized that all those around him were silent.
'Crap…don't tell me. I overdid it?' Zain thought.
Many had defeated the demons they went against, but none had done it the way Zain had. Others struggled with their life on the line, made great sacrifices or had great skill.
Although Zain had great skill, there was something off about the way he killed the demon. It felt like he had done it before.
The sound of clapping could be heard coming from above. Turning his head, he could see the woman in the sparkly dress. Soon the room followed, as everyone started to clap as well.
"It would seem the red-haired is one to pay attention to next time. It will be quite impressive to see what he comes up with next!" the white-haired hunter announced.
Heading back, Zain went ahead and joined the others. The ballroom floor was cleaned up, and he was forced to stay and watch. Nothing was said to him or anything given to him, and eventually, just like before, through the double doors, there was another demon.
'I'm slowly starting to gather what everyone said, so it was expected that they would have more than one demon.'
Folding his arms, the show continued as the next participant from their lineup was sent out. It was a woman this time, and she was shaking just in front of the demon. In particular, this person didn't look like a zombie hunter nor a reborn zombie. It was clear that she would already lose the fight.
For a second, Zain had thought about volunteering again. What if he was to fight on everyone's behalf and defeat all of the demons? Then their lives would be saved, but he quickly decided against it when he got control over his feelings.
Defeating all of the demons would draw unwanted attention to him. If that happened and they got rid of him, then he would have played the hero for no reason.
If he was to fight them, there was a good chance they wouldn't even be saved. They would just be made to fight again, and if they couldn't survive the first time, then they wouldn't survive again.
These people were making bets on the participants, so it was unlikely that they would allow him to get involved anyway.
As expected, the woman had only lasted a few seconds against the demon, and after that, the other participants would have to face the demon. The crowd was a little lacklustre after seeing Zain's performance.
The matches just didn't excite them that much, apart from one. It was a reborn zombie with a big afro on top of his head. His fight was a struggle and a half. His athleticism allowed him to flip over and avoid most of the attacks.
With just his bare hands though, he had been hit a few times. That was until he managed to get behind the demon during the fight, and slam its head into the ground. A slam wasn't enough to kill the thing.
From the side though during the match, all sorts of things were thrown out, scissors and anything sharp. With the strength of the reborn, they were able to jam multiple items in its head and continued to slam its head into the ground until it was eventually beat.
Out of all of them that were present, only two ended up surviving the whole thing. With the bets over, all of the hunters started to leave the room, and the two survivors were escorted back.
There was nothing said by anyone to the two of them, as they went down below and started to walk down the long dark hallway.
"Hey, will you look at that, two of them managed to survive this time!" A voice shouted from the cells.
"I saw some of them pass, I thought no one would pass this time."
The zombie with the large afro was pushed into another cell around five doors down. Zain looked at him and it seemed the two of them nodded as a sort of respect for surviving. Then finally, Zain was taken to his cell, pushed inside, and the door slammed behind him.
"Hey, you made it!" Dart said, running forward with big eyes. "I knew you would, I knew I had a good feeling about you!"
The others in the cell looked at Zain, and the woman who had her back up against the wall had noticed something.
"Did you even fight, you don't have a scratch on you?" She asked.
"I did." Zain replied, "Just what is this place?"
The others looked at each other, ready to speak to Zain, until they heard a voice from behind.
"Hey, you!" The voice said.
"Oh, what's this, it looks like a pretty lady has come to visit you as well. Just what type of luck do you have!" Dart stated.
Before turning around, Zain was excited that his plan had worked, and soon he could learn more about the entire situation. Upon seeing who was calling out to him, it wasn't what he was expecting.
"You…are not her." Zain blurted out loud.
"Oh, you're disappointed to see me. I guess I should have killed you back then," Wendy stated.
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