On the monumental oval shaped arena all eyes were on the EXTERMINATOR, many of whom were able to acknowledged the level of creation forged by the Inhumane. Unfortunately no Inhumane was present at this given day. Then Flavius came forward ready for the armor to be put on his body, the praetorian guard detached the Red-blooded armour as it was.
On suiting him up. Flavius raised his arm as he gave way indicating Herminia should be the one to wear the given armour.
Herminia wasn’t sure of what Flavius was doing, she just stood still, her eyes went deep with her hands on her heart.
The spectators were marveled, murmuring to each other as the hard drums played in the background.
“He… is not wearing it?... How come?...”
“I can’t believe my eyes…. “
“Is it possible for someone from the C
