The live feed soon ended as Will was declared the winner. However, below the Colosseum, the Factions just watched the dark holo-screen with mixed feelings.
The first two days really shook their confidence. Lucifer was especially furious...
"I can't fucking believe this! How the hell did Death lose to these idiots!"
His voice was low and carried none of its usual cunning delight. Behind him, Famine, Pestilence and War laid splayed out on couches carelessly, while a few higher ranked demons stood trembling nearby.
"I mean, Death couldn't have predicted that this Reaper chick would be immune to her aura." Said War, his voice bored but also pretty anticipatory, since tomorrow it'll be his turn to fight!
Lucier's nearly black crimson eyes snapped towards his subject. A shiver ran across War's armored body as his body moved on its own.
