Motaro, desperate of killing thousands of monsters in arena of glory, a pit in sahara of the damned, with its eight floors, each having their own challenger and conquerer, the lower the floor gets, the stronger the opponent becomes, with motaro being the owner of floor zero. Loose sands, falling from the balconies of spectators, and sun burning all who watch and fight in the pit with it's heat. Everyone clapped and threw coins for Motaro, as he casually threw away the dead bodies of a high-orcs and griffins. Smell of blood and rotten flesh was everywhere in the arena. Motaro shouted : this little creatures are nothing before me!!! Eeerrrruahhhh!!!! (his scream of victory, shaking pillars of the whole arena)

  His body was washed by the blood of monsters he slaughtered bare hand. His face was frown, no entertainment for war, meant no reason to exist for him.

  He thought : Guess it's time to kill him and his so called arena together.

  Motaro shouted at the owner of arena : you fucker, come and battle me, I said I fight if it's entertainment, this is just a one sided victory! Come down and entertain me... Not just me. Entertain the audience aswell!! You wanted money? Well come and work for it a little, coward!!

  The master of arena came out of shadows, revealing a huge monster, with his one handed hammer in hand, and his black-green armor : I accept your challenge motaro, not as the master of arena, but as who I am, the gravitational magician, Sinkavo!

  Everyone in the arena were hyped, clapping, shouting and roaring for the battle that was about to happen. Humans, orcs, low-tier demons, all cheering up motaro for his bravery.

  Motaro laughed : your confidence kills me not gonna lie, you know this battle ends in your death without you even harming me?

  Sinkavo : you won't even get to touch me Motaro. Don't be cocky.

  Motaro smiled : I would love to smell your blood spilling out of your mouth, begging for mercy!

  Sinkavo jumped down from the 8th floor of arena, causing immense shockwave across the entire arena. Motaro dumped the dust from his shoulders : I hope it at least will be an entertainment.

  He stomped his foot on the ground, causing an immense explosion and shockwave around himself, the arena watchers felt the power, afraid of this battle, some went to upper parts of the balconies and some, leaved the pit to save their life.

  Motaro clenched his fists, preparing for battle. Sinkavo used his gravitational magic, creating multiple stone-made swords around himself.

  Motaro smiled : let's dance!

  They rushed toward each other, floor beneath them exploded, humans and monsters watching them were shouting, roaring, cheering and throwing money for both sides with the concern of terror of their own life being in danger.

  Motaro dodged the descending hammer with ease : Are you even trying, bitch?

  He didn't retreat; instead, he threw a punch directly at the hammerhead, shattering the weapon into pieces. Motaro : guess now your magic would come to your help. Oh wait! Magic doesn't work on my body hahahahaaa

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  Sinkavo was shocked : impossible! Such power cannot exist!

  Motaro : it's very possible and it exists poor bastard.

  Their clash continued for a few more seconds. Before Sinkavo could do any more act, Motaro grabbed him by the throat : hehehe... Time to make you scream arena master! (his devilish smile caused fear in Sinkavo's heart)

  Sinkavo : motaro... Let's talk this through...

  Before he could finish his words, motaro punched his guts, ripping his stomach open while his intestines were spilled out.

  Sinkavo screamed in pain.

  Motaro : told you I'll make you scream pal! Next, for the heart.

  He ripped Sinkavo's chest wide open, bringing his heart out from its cage and throwing it to the ground of arena.

  He whispered : may your blood grant this land a... Huh?

  He swept his gaze upon the doors of lower floor, someone, no, something was smashing it. He threw away Sinkavo's dead body to the ground, awaiting what was behind the door. The audience looked in curiosity alongside him.

  The doors were smashed open, Sinkavo's soldiers were thrown back while an army entered the pit.

  Motaro looked at the army and their flag, a sun rising behind the mountains. It was his army, they finally found him.

  Motaro's brother : motaro!! We've finally found you! We looked every single of these pits in the sahara!!!

  Motaro : took you long enough. (he laughed) there weren't many, guess you just had a lazy ass.

  Motaro's brother laughed : we are sorry for this, let's just get the job done.

  Motaro kicked a soldier behind him with his foot, throwing him into the wall and a huge explosion is caused out of his sheer power.

  Motaro : guess I went too far for him... No matter.

  "Break everything in this arena! I want it to be turned into sands again! No one will be hurt through this meaningless battles anymore!" (Motaro shouted toward his army)

  All the spectators ran away in fear of their life, leaving only surrounded soliders on Sinkavo and motaro's army in the pit. The soldiers, unable to overcome them and with their master dead, dropped their weapons and surrendered to motaro and his army.

  Everyone in the army roared for victory, using every tool and weapon to break the arena apart. Smell of sand was everywhere and sunlight, as burning as it could be in the afternoon of the sahara...

  Soldiers of Sinkavo, finding their leader dead and surrounded by motaro's army, drop their weapon and surrender.

  Motaro : we spare them hebilon? They can be good use in our army.

  Hebilon : your choice brother. I'm into sparing them too.

  A while later, as the sunset was turning the blue sky into the bloody night in the sahara, motaro and his brother were sitting near a camp fire on top of the ashes of arena.

  Motaro : I'm glad you finally found me hebilon.

  Hebilon : you disappeared randomly as our greatest general, we were all worried about you!

  Motaro laughed : you should be more worried about your scrawny ass rather than me hahaha!

  Hebilon smiled : who did this to you again? A chain?

  Motaro : yeah I just saw a chain, went unconscious and suddenly I found myself in that shitty pit, that chain weakened my whole body. It wasn't magic, I could tell. And for regaining my power, I needed to rest a little so I had no other choice than staying.

  Hebilon : but I still don't get it, why would a chain be that powerful to make you unconscious and weaken you to the ground.

  Motaro : who cares what it was, we will overcome it for sure, as we overcome other challenges. That aside, have you been burning frog on this fire? It smells like your rotten father...

  Hebilon laughed : well most certainly I've cooked some food on it but your compliment is just overexaggeration.

  Motaro : shut up, it's not. Anyways, I'll find the chain user and I make sure his throat will be our badge of glory for the rest of our trip.

  Hebilon : you never gonna change are you? Always cocky, powerful and leading us to the correct path. The only thing we lacked when we first met each other.

  Motaro smiled : you looked like a dead weight to me that time. Noe I understand, having you in my side is just a treasure to have...

  Hebilon hit motaro in the neck : stop making me feel emotional after our victory in arena. Go rest a bit, we have a celebration tonight for your return!

  Motaro : if I don't do a arm wrestling with my older brother it's not gonna be the night will it?

  Hebilon : it sure won't be haha. So get yourself ready for the arm wrestling match, I know this time you won't go easy on him.

  Motaro : I've never gone easy with Pavori what do you mean sucker!?

  Hebilon : shut your mouth you never actually tried to beat him!

  Motaro was frustrated : al be no sector Hebilon.

  Hebilon was confused : what language you talking now? You have magic powers aswell?

  Motaro smiled : oh... oh sorry let me translate the magical words for you : go fuck yourself Hebilon.

  Hebilon tried his best on holding back his laugh : son of a bitch...

  They both exploded laughing at each other. Hebilon went on to prepare himself for the night party and motaro, sat near the campfire, looking at his crew as he drank he beer.