“Catch him!” The voice echoed loudly through a microphone.

Arian couldn't care less as he didn't look back. He ran as fast as she could, but the painful truth was he couldn't outrun the whip.

It came slashing into his back like birds flying into a glass window. Straight, without a miss, the whip fell, tearing through his fragile skin.

Arian moaned in pain, screaming at the top of his lungs. Still, that didn't make him stop. He knew better than to pause, too.

He could tell that the crowd was glued to the show, watching to see what would come of him.

At this point, the door was already...