Chapter 1
An iron fist hit the man’s face very hard.
The man blacked out with bone breaking sounds and fell backwards. But his back struck against the cage.
“Kill! Kill him!” The excited crowd shouted.
The cage was not a restriction. It was a freedom, a freedom of violence.
The unconscious man barely stood against the cage.
A ruthless iron fist hit his face again.
His lower jaw broke off on impact, spraying blood onto the cage.
And finally he was plunked down.
“Crush! Crush!” Bloodthirsty omnics cried out loudly.
To greet the cheering fans, two iron fists struck the man’s head again and again.
The man’s skull was smashed into pieces and gray cells flew everywhere.
And then the iron fists stopped.
The triumphant winner raised his fist high.
Dead man’s blood and flesh flowed down from it.
It was the bloody iron fist.
The crowd all stood up and fervently shouted winner’s name.
“Zenyatta! Zenyatta! Zenyatta!...”
