AFTER FLAUROS YIELDS, I take out a syringe infused with the antidote to the poison. I hold the hilt of the dagger and gently pull it out. Flauros yells in pain. Then I drive in the syringe through the same spot I stabbed him. He yells in pain and thrashes about.
After about a minute of severe pain, Flauros finally calms down and lets out a breath of fresh air. He groans and raises himself up to a sitting position.
"Feeling better?", I ask, offering my hand.
He glares at me but doesn't respond. I notice the entire arena is eerily silent. I look up to where they are all seated and see my father and Behemoth walking towards us. No wonder the place is so quiet. Once my father moves among crowds the whole place becomes quiet in respect to him.
"Well, well, well", my father claps his hands
