The audience was silent. Everywhere was enveloped in an eerie semblance of decorum. No, there was one sound to be heard. A pounding sound that seemed to silence everyone else that watched.

>SPLAT<

>BAM!<

>CRACK<

Sounds of bones breaking and flesh ripping permeated the uneasy environment as all the Werewolves around burned the sight into their eyes. Spraying blood and pounding flesh, all a result of Klaus’ domination over Dax.

It was only a few moments after Klaus decided to get serious, yet the match was already over. Dax was on the ground, having several fractured bones. Blood surged from his body and his mangled flesh twitched in pain as...