Bayo froze upon seeing Tangera before him, walking into the stage. So, she'd been the one who opened it?
And here he was…
'Ugh! How dumb am I?' Bayo growled at himself.
"Come on…"Tangera turned around, beckoning to him. "You wanted to come out here, didn't you?"
Bayo snorted, trudging out with his snout sniffing in the dark atmospheric airs.
He paused when he got to the center, looking up to Tangera who stood in his way.
She smiled at him, inhaling the air. With her hands sideways in the air, she turned around, a wry smile playing on her lips.
"You know… this place. The free air, the empty space, the vast pavilions…" Tangera said, swinging her hands up and down as she began to circle around with a carefree expression.
The entire amphitheatre was silent and empty. Each step and sound seemed to echo for some seconds before subsiding. The sand on the ground was rough, scathered, evidence of
Lord Aiko sniffed in the air, wearing a grey bathrobe that dropped to his feet with the straps tied to his waist.As usual, the atmosphere is dark, a noticeable feature of the realms dominated by the Adzes. And as a result of their incomplete souls, these vampires are incapable in stepping out during Dawn time and throughout the day. In an attempt to solve this, they were able to infuse death energy into all their lands, bringing up a feel of the First Heaven into their place.As a result, demon waves that came down from the First Heaven, Orun Apaadi, naturally migrated through their realms. The vampires would do nothing most of the times. Actually all the time, encouraging the waves to pass through. However because of the fact that they were civilised of some sorts,they did not resort to entertaining their destructive tendencies whenever a new Icon arose.Today was however not one of those wave days. Rather, tonight, tonight, Lord Aiko had set the plans i
"Ladies and gentlemen…" The master of the ceremony screamed out of the bisellium.He was wearing just simple brown robes, a black girdle by his waist that draped down to the ground by the left. Over his shoulders, a black cloak resided them, coating his shoulders down to his arms.His face was rather oblique with a patch of triangular teddy by the ears, as if someone placed a traffic triangular sign there.His face was puffed and the edge of the black kinky hair he had, just by the edge where the top hair joined with the hair that sloped down towards the ears, a tiny of white was visible.Behind him, two seats made of long dark wood with rectangular backs that covered up the form of whoever sat there when viewed from the back were present. At the left and right sides, a little stool stayed there, having a brown wooden bowl and some nuts, refreshment for the course of the match.The MC stood right in the center of the chairs ahead
Bayo huffed, hearing the sounds of the metal rods retracting into the ground. His eyes widened, seeing the strange persons before him and just before he could think of anything, the spears with them hummed simultaneously as they thrust it forward.That same second, his senses tilted, his sense of being constantly shifting from place to place. One moment, he was walking on his paws, the other moment he was floating in the air.His insides hurt, almost as if something was trying to bite its way out, all of these sensations making him limp in the physical.'Move it' A voice had spoken and strangely, he felt some warmth from this voice.Not warmth per say. It was more of a threatening chill that told him that the only way out of all the aches he felt was through obeying the voice.And so, in obedience, he moved his form, walking before the vampires with their spears angled at the opposite sides of the neck in such a way that the vampires were behind hi
"Impossible." The MC's voice erupted as the crowd stared, unsure whether to cheer or not after they witnessed the gruesome dissection of the Mountainox into numerous bits and pieces.For a moment or two, the whole Amphitheatre was silent. The pieces of the Mountainox that were dissected earlier began to dissipate into several wafting streams of Agbara that diffused into nothingness as was with all Spirit beings.Just then, the MC's voice sounded again, but this time he sounded shaken."O-ohkay… S-somebody s-sto-stop thee…. Reset the stage!" He yelled out, saving his hands frantically.It takes a moment or two, the crowd staring down on the line figure in the stage that had remained still yet by the bisellium."The winner is… is anything still alive down there??" The MC asked straining his neck to look about the stage, unknown to him that the Wolf was still beneath the bisellium, it's entire frame rooted to the groun
Bayo frowned still. What he was seeing was unbelievable.At least…Who was this spider that was somewhat familiar to him and why would she…'Why would I what?' The cold eerie voice of the Spider rasped into Bayo's mind, the sound of it making him jump up in fright.Gods, he hated this mind telepathy of a thing.Spiders are air-breathing arthropods that have eight legs, chelicerae with fangs generally able to inject venom, and spinnerets that extrude silk. They are the largest order of arachnids and rank seventh in total species diversity among all orders of organismsThat… From what he could remember was what his teacher had taught him back then in Secondary School biology was what he could still recall about Spiders.That was what Bayo could still recollect as part of the things he had managed to park back then on Earth.his head throbbed, the feeling that he knew this Spider be
MY NAME IS TRIXIUS; TRIXIUS THE GREAT.BORN AN IRUNMOLE,SOLDIERS OF THE ORISHAS.IT WAS PERFECT, UNDERSTANDING THE LAWS OF OF CREATION IN VANQUISHING EVIL.BUT I HAD ENLIGHTENMENT AND FOUND THAT THE GODS I SERVED WERE THE TRUE EVIL. RUTHLESS, SELFISH AND UNCARING, THEY WERE THE EVIL I HAD TO VANQUISH.BUT YOU CANNOT FIGHT FIRE WITH FIRE.I HAD TO LEARN THE OTHER WAY. LEGENDS SAY I BECAME A DEMON, BUT TRUTH IS, I FOUND POWER ENOUGH TO DEFEAT THE GODS.RIDING UNTIL THE HEAVENS, I WAS BETRAYED BY THE DEMON IMP KING AND SUFFERED A SURPRISE ATTACK.BUT TELL THE IMP KING, I AM NOT DONE WITH HIM.Those.Those were the words of His Lordship on the time when he was sealed into the control array.Betrayed by the demon imp king a promise of retaliation he had sworn to the vile existence that the demon Imp
"Hey, don't you do that!" Tangera's large eyes that usually twinkled with excitement flashed as her face had an annoyed red hue to it.Just by her side, in front of the cell in which the Shadow Spider was contained were the two bare chested Vampires with various spiral markings on their chest, down to the stomach. They extended their spear, each one to the left and right of Bayo respectively, the spears humming with dangerous death tingling energy as the form of Bayo went limp even as he was standing.They were the takers, or so they were recalled. they were responsible for leading the beasts into the combat or retrieving them back again.As it was common practice for soul beasts in the bunkers to suddenly to go rogue and try to attack the people around, the management of the contest had improvised the Taker System as a safeguard that audbuded the innate will of the Soul Beast creature and then to allow them to lead the soul beast right into the Amphitheat
.***"Ugh!" Bayo scoffed.The attention that they were giving this fire creature was just over the top. Or did they forget that he was the one that survived the fight with a Mountainox?'The key word is 'survived', Bayo. Not win the fight!" Yasmin spoke out of the blues, deliberately taunting Bayo.'Oh really? Now you talk, Yasmin? Of all the times I may have needed you to talk, now you talk with the purpose of what? Rubbing it in my face that I was…''How about you may pay some little attention to the fight oncoming. Believe you me, you do not want to know how much power that Fieri packs.' Yasmin replied.'Oh, really?' Bayo scrunched his face. 'If course, I want to. What is so big about that?. Yasmin, scan!'Meanwhile, the fire on the body of the creature began to burn out, eventually fizzling out just enough to reveal the outline and form of it.It was red, glistening red hot. The head was reptilian, almost lik