The constant muttering Pablo heard came from near the stage, from another pair.
This pair also had a criminal and the opponent of the criminal was a girl.
The most beautiful girl in the entire ground.
Hena. The elf. Pablo's slave.
She had her hands stretched towards the criminal and she was constantly chanting die, die, die and die.
The criminal had a wicked smile on his face as he was constantly running towards Hena.
He was running because, well, Hena was also running. She knew she couldn't let herself get captured by the criminal.
The criminal was a fat man so he wasn't running very fast and his ego was also nowhere to be seen for now so Hena was having an easy time staying away from him.
But running won't help her.
She had to kill the criminal otherwise she knew what would happen to her if she let herself get captured by a drooling man.
That's why she decided to use her Ego.
Her Ego was her imagination. Whatever she would think of, will happen.
