Chapter 2 [The Judge and the "Sinner"]

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"HUH?!" The audience let out a shocked cry. How had he survived being struck in the heart? How did he keep swinging?

"Atta boy," Merlin said proudly, mirth bloomed into his voice.

"YES!" Crowley accidentally let his thoughts slip from his mouth, "Pay-per-minute wasn't a mistake!"

''Oi... Oi... OI! That guy's still breathing...!'' Dionysus shouted, clearly elated with the surprising state of Arthur. He caressed the golden goblet in his hands, lifting it upwards languidly towards his companion next to him — who let out an ear piercing scream of rage.

"Wait, how is that human alive!?! Oi Luci, I came to watch people die, not this stupid play!" Moros screeched with fury towards the Supreme Angel for failing to slay the meager human.

The God of Wines laughed, "Lighten up Mor-chan! You know he won't ever leave his duty unanswered."

Moros grumbled and snatched the drink held out to him, causing some of the wine to splatter onto the ground. He tipped the goblet back and collapsed onto the sunbed. "This is.." Dionysus peered gleefully at the drunk god, "Who knew you were such a lightweight Mor-chan!"

'I just destroyed his heart.' The Judge of Heavens narrowed his eyes, 'He should be dead..'

He looked at the wound on Arthur's chest but...there was no wound at all. The gallant king's armor looked new, and Arthur seemed like he was full of vitality, gleaming skin, and a fire in his eyes. 'Could it be...' Gazing over at Solomon, their eyes met. Not all could withstand the Seraphim's piercing gaze, however the Demon King's expression did not change. He was not similar to any other indeed. Looking back, Lucifer narrowed his eyes, beginning to understand Solomon's plot.

Legion felt their heart go numb when they saw those eyes shifting to their direction, shuffling closer to their king. Solomon placed an easing hand on Legion's shoulder, slightly chiding them.

Arthur joyfully laughed, "I feel as though there is no injury at all!" His next words were a slight murmur, "you are amazing, M'Lady." Arthur looked behind him as Bael, his demonic contractor, manifested. She looked at him with no hint of emotion on her face nor voice, "...You are tasty, human."

"Oh my." Thoth realized.

"Arthur's cheating!" Crowley yowled. "When I tried to bring MY wife into the arena they said it would be 'a gross violation of workplace protocol!' How come he's allowed?"

Arthur smiled, "Why thank you M'Lady. Your compli-", "You should focus on him, human." Bael interrupted.

Lucifer raised his finger and beams of light shot towards the King of Knights. Despite the danger, Arthur charged forward, deflecting the beams and closing the distance on Lucifer. But even still, the king of men was being hit, his armor taking the beams, burning his flesh and bones. "Whew, thou are a real savior m'lady, I would be no more without your aid, I owe you my life" Arthur exclaimed as he kept charging Lucifer as Bael manifested behind him.

"You sure do, human... You sure do...But your flesh shall suffice...'' Her voice was monotonous. 'For now...'

"Those two are flirting during a death match....AND I AM NOT ALLOWED TO BRING MY FAMILY?" Crowley yelled out, not even needing his mic for the whole arena to hear him. Thoth just looked at the arena and didn't say a word.

These humans are so desperate in their struggle to sell themselves to filthy demons. How unsurprising. But this man... He's able to block the light of justice, if a criminal were to oppose judgment... He needs to be made an example of, so others won't follow suit.' Lucifer muttered.

He shot a ray straight at Arthur's head, forcing Arthur to block, but briefly stealing his vision. Lucifer used the opportunity to appear before Arthur and delivered a powerful kick to his side, the walls of the arena shattering as the king sunk into the walls.

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