Pablo cut off 50’s tongue in front of all the guests.
He didn’t take long to make the fight brutal and gore.
And the reaction of everyone was…
"Hell yeahh!"
"This is what I was talking about."
"Show some more blood!"
"This is what I was here for. Go on!"
The guests were all riled up. They all wanted to have some fun and Pablo made sure to give them that.
50 was screaming but he couldn’t do it clearly.
He saw Pablo’s eyes and he began chanting ’I give up.’ ’I give up.’
But alas, nothing came out of his mouth. No one could make it what he was trying to say.
Pablo scared him. Just ten seconds into the fight and Pablo already showed his nature. 50 couldn’t comprehend what he would do next.
Pablo on the other hand gave a glance at the five members.
’Keep watching.’ They were looking at him.
"I should have asked your name before doing that. But well, who cares."
Pablo still had the knife on his hand and he again brought it closer to the man’s face.
"Now what is he going to do?"
"The knife is a cheat for him."
"His Ego is controlling roots? Is that all?"
The guests guessed Pablo’s next move and Pablo just focused on 50.
The knife was still close to 50’s face but the next moment, Pablo did something.
TINK!
He threw the knife.
"What?"
"Why did he throw it away?"
"Oh. Now he will fight with his fists."
"He will punch him to death. Nice."
The guests speculated various things and Pablo proved all of them wrong.
Because he did something unexpected.
Pablo poked his fingers inside 50’s right eye.
And he snatched his eyeball right from the socket with his bare hands.
"This guy is nuts."
"What does he want exactly?"
"He is playing with that man."
"But I sure love it."
"This is what the military is, baby!"
The guests celebrated Pablo’s actions. Him giving pain to someone else was a feast for them.
Pablo took out the eyeball of 50 and threw it outside the circle.
His fingers were dyed red and everyone knew he wasn’t finished.
PUCK!
Pablo shoved his finger on 50’s left eye this time and did the same thing.
He took another eyeball and threw it away.
Now 50 was blind and mute.
The man was covered with blood from head to toe and he was still. He wasn’t moving.
He was held by the roots and he lost all his strength. He left himself to fate.
"Is he already dead?"
"Tell us, 100. Is he dead?"
The guests asked Pablo.
"He is alive." Pablo gave the answer.
"Yeahh!"
The guests rejoiced. They would still get to see more blood.
Pablo then moved his hand and brought it closer to 50’s left ear.
"I can see where this is going."
"Do it!"
The guests understood Pablo’s next move.
Pablo held 50’s left ear and then he did the same with his right ear.
He was holding both ears of 50 with his hands but before doing something, he brought his mouth closer.
"I have faced this exact thing in my last life."
And those were the last words 50 heard.
PLUCK!
Pablo ripped both Ears at once.
50 was now deaf as well.
Pablo threw one ear to his left and one ear to his right.
He had enough strength to do such a thing and he showed everyone that as well.
"This is insanity."
"When was the last time we saw something like this?" One man among the guests asked the woman sitting beside him.
"Probably ten years ago in the Blood Fest war against the Cannibals." The woman replied.
"So is he a Cannibal?" The man asked.
"No. I think…" The woman looked at the man.
"He is worse."
Pablo had become the most interesting candidate for the guests and they all wanted to see his next action. They all felt they bet their money on the right person.
"Kill him, Pablo. That’s enough. I understand you want to join the Abyssal Butchers but anything more will anger the Gods." Cupid said. Her voice was grim. She wanted Pablo to stop.
"Are you listening, Pablo? Kill him. Those five noticed you. They showed a reaction. Your work is done. Kill him. No person deserves this kind of thing." Cupid said again but Pablo said nothing.
She arrived in front of him and looked him in the face.
"Why are you not list-" She stopped speaking.
She saw Pablo’s face and she forgot her words.
Pablo’s eyes were dead. He was expressionless. He gave pain to his opponent without a single hint of remorse on his face. He was enchanted.
And Cupid understood her words won’t reach him anymore.
"You have become the very person you hated, Pablo. You have become worse than him." She said and again came behind Pablo.
She figured Pablo won’t talk to her right now. But she was wrong.
’No person deserves this kind of thing, you say?’ Pablo really spoke.
"Yes. He is in pain." Cupid replied.
’I suffered this same thing, Angel. If you forgot, let me remind you…’ Pablo wiped his face with his fingers and walked towards 50 again.
’I was a person too.’
"Oh. He is going to do something more."
"Now what is left to cut?"
"There are many things left to cut but I don’t think he would do that."
"He might just be going to kill him."
The guests discussed Pablo’s next move and Pablo showed them as well.
He held 50’s t-shirt and ripped it.
Then without wasting any time, he ripped his pants as well.
He threw the clothes at the magma border of the circle.
"He stripped him naked?"
"Eww!"
"This is humiliating."
"He is humiliating his opponent to the limit."
"Does he have personal enmity with him?"
The guests made sour faces seeing 50 naked inside the circle.
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Pablo couldn’t care less about them. He only cared about those five.
After stripping 50 naked, Pablo controlled the roots and he modified their structure.
And when Cupid saw the structure, her eyes went wide.
She was the only one other than Pablo who understood what it was.
Pablo had created the very same thing he took his last breaths on.
He created a Cross.