‘The Devil's Nest’ as the name suggested wasn't just an underground club but it was also a nickname of gathering ground for some of Eleftheria's worst citizens. Orion's destination away from the palace was called the ‘Scarlet District’. Though it was situated in the capital of the country, it was lawless as most of the Eleftherian law enforcement officers tended to avoid this place. And it was also partially or perhaps fully because of the owner, Mr. Cole Green, who was not only someone with deep pockets but also a man of means with a wide web of influence.There are even rumors that he had some members of the Eleftherian government in his pockets. Though it was never confirmed but it is evident by the fact that the club had continued to exist in the capital of the country, where the palace and the seat of government was situated.At this moment, two tall figures could be seen approaching the entrance of the club side by side which was guarded by fierce looking and burly bouncers. On

“Mr. Sandstone, I understand what you need but forgive my curiosity,” Cole Green uttered before looking at the hooded figure intensely, “although you said you needed a Wheatstone for your fighter. I don't see a need why you have to see me directly as he could just enter the ring like any fighter that comes to this place, for a fee of course.”“There is a need of course,”Weber said as a matter of fact, “My fighter isn't here for the fame and money brought by the ‘Hotboxing’ event. He is just here to hone his skills, I fear that too much publicity now isn't good for him and could go to his head hence making him lose focus.”Weber paused as he looked straight into Mr. Green's small beady eyes from beneath his hat, “What I want exactly is a very private arena for my fighter. And I'm willing to pay quite handsomely for you to make that happen, Mr. Green. In fact, the fee would be the equivalent of the prize money for the ‘Hotboxin competition.”Mr. Cole Green was quite intrigued by the off

AWAKENINGCHAPTER 15THE AWAKENINGWhile his people and the rest of the continent mourned his death. Orion in his near-death state was undergoing some changes at this moment. The werewolf venom in his blood has circulated fully thereby causing more than a few transformations; his scar especially had started to heal after remaining dormant for quite a while.The wounds had started closing at a rate invisible to the eye that anyone who had witnessed it would have been shocked at the impossibility of such a thing occurring after all the fatal injuries suspected to have taken the life of someone presumed dead for days had already started to heal.At this moment.The eyelids of Orion had begun to flutter and what had happened to him a few days ago seemed no more than a distant memory. His reverie into the past had seemed so real to him that it felt like he was like an outsider in his mind experiencing the memories of what he had lived through.With a foggy mind. Orion tried sitting up only