"Yes, that is a beautiful tune, my dear." Vermon softly places a finger on a girl's chin, raising it, blowing smoke from his kiseru into her face.
"Thanks, Lord Gaul." She almost yawned it out in some sort of a trance.
"You are up next." A girl in a wheelchair pushed by a guy using a cane stood in the doorway.
"Oh, is it already me?" Vermon stood up, leaving a flock of seven girls to fall further down in the beanbag kind of chair. The sound of his wooden sandals echoed in the room.
"Come back, Lord Gaul." He began to fan his face with a grin.
"Yes, the god wants a beautiful spectacle. He thought you would deliver, Vermon." Jessica grinned.
"Come and play." One of the girls behind Gaul began to wave Connor in.
"N-no, thanks." Connor hid behind the wheelchair.
"He was right to choose me, little flower. I will do what I'm asked. I hope they will bring someone as entertaining as the blood person. I can't wait." He said with an almost longing sound in his voice, bitting into his lip slightly. He rolled out his fan, fanning his face as he turned to the girls, looking at them with his black eyes with red dots.
"Be good, girls, and wait here for me. I will be back in just a few hours." He slowly left. The sound of the wooden sandals echoed in the hall, leaving the girls reaching for the light of the door. The door slowly closed, leaving a bit of light on the girls, revealing an immense amount of wounds on their bodies.
The Betamorions all stood around the body of Hunter.
"I didn't know him for long, but-" Kotoha's legs were shivering.
"He was a sadist and maybe a bit evil, but he still fought for us." Leaun closed his eyes.
"True." Iliya came in from behind.
"Information is in. The next invader is someone known as Vermon Gaul. He is known as The Charmer." Iliya said.
"He is not weak. On the contrary, I think he triples the strength of Ilfri." Vindur said, standing at the door.
"Who should go in then?" Librisca tilted her head.
"I would like to wait." Angelise looked at her notes.
"Why?" Leaun looked at her.
"I still have a bit of information gathering I need to do. Can you spare me this time?" Angelise asked.
"CAN WE STOP!" Kotoha shouted. All of them looked at her.
"Have we just moved past Hunter already? Was he just...a sacrificial pawn?" Kotoha cried out. All of them looked at the woman.
"I'm sorry. It was insensitive of me." Iliya looked down.
"There no need to lash out on the leader, Kotoha." Damien smiled warmly.
"Y-yeah, sorry. Just frustrated." Kotoha hugged herself.
"We know." Damien walked toward her, placing his arm on her shoulder.
"We will win this. Don't worry. We will take down The charmer and avenge Hunter!" Damien grinned widely.
"Who should go in then?" Kotoha looked toward Hunter with sad eyes.
"I shall," Leaun said, leaving the room.
"I will not hear any complaints," Leaun said before leaving.
"W-well guess that is settled." Iliya looked at him in awe.
Leaun walked out in the hall of the arena only to meet his opponent in the flesh.
"So you are the one I'm facing. I can tell by the ugly vein on your forehead." The fan was covering half of Vermon's face, but you could tell he was giggling.
Vermon was a tall man standing around one-hundred-and-ninety centimeters. He was clad in a white yukata with a pink flower design on it. He had different forms of gems and diamonds on his fingers. Long polished nails with nail paint in different colors on each. He had pale white skin like snow, almost albino-like. His eyes had complete black scleras with red dots in both of them. He had seaweed-like beautiful hair hanging down his face in bright pink colors. Sharp white fangs, coming out of his mouth. Wooden sandals and a kiseru pipe in his other hand.
