Indoor Main Event

The man bulged in sweats from the peak of his half shaved head to the tip of his big sized toes. His chest protruded massively with each of his heavy breaths as he proceeded towards them.

Hermes did not recognize his face, he had never seen this man before.

"You are not Dan", he murmured as the man stopped a few inches from them.

"Of course he is not Dan", Dengerberd replied, sounding more familiar with the figure before their eyes. "He is Tyrax."

Tyrax snarled and spoke to Hermes's two companions. "The king thought that he had been betrayed by someone in the inner circle. But I am guessing he never imagined that the traitor would be you, Mr Dengerberd".

Mark Dengerberd scratched his hair as if he was looking for the right thing to say in reply to Tyrax's assertion. "Well, it is not my fault that he sees me capable of nothing else asides throwing away all I have into his deep greedy pockets".

"And you, Molina", Tyrax stared next at the beauty standing right next to Dengerberd. "You a
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