Legosi had just narrowly avoided a jab aimed his left eye from Goh's knife when the two collided, while his own right fist, aimed for the man's gut, was stopped by his free left hand. It seemed that with Legosi clasping his own left arm over Goh's right, the two were already stuck in their first lock of the duel, not even a few moments into the battle itself as of yet. "I let your kind into my ring, and this is how you repay me?! I should've left you starvin' in the cold when you came to me for work." He could see the fury in the man's empty grey eyes and how it twisted his face into something more ugly and intimidating than before. What was once the penguin-like wobbling rude bastard that people would make fun of as he left the room would now be something akin to what he most likely was in his old days, back when he was a cold-hearted killer.

His arm wiggled free of Legosi's hold, the weapon freed again, although this also freed Legosi as well, as when Goh went to stab him once more with that dagger the deer mink would actually push himself away from the man, using his longer arm length to his advantage as he would just narrowly escape his reach, the jacket of his suit getting a nice uneven hole sliced right through it. Legosi would take off his jacket, holding it in his left hand as Goh moved in again, slashing and stabbing wildly in the air in front of the deer mink. Immediately Legosi would toss the jacket in the man's face, blinding him temporarily and stopping the knife from cutting him as he moved in, lowering himself and charging towards Goh at full speed. He felt the top of his head hit his gut, but he knew by then he shouldn't have, especially since he felt a heavy hand slam directly into his back, knocking him onto his knees.

"What the hell did you think that was gonna do?! Dumbass!" He heard the fat man scream as he saw his jacket land onto the ring floor, and a hand grab his muzzle tightly, shutting Legosi's mouth and also keeping the deer in place. 'Shit.. forgot about my antlers shedding.' He really was stupid, he should've considered that earlier, but instead was too accustomed to using them to get the upper advantage. He had to think of something fast, especially with Goh's right hand visibly pointing the knife towards Legosi's gut. He couldn't let that weapon be a factor in this fight. Any longer and the sloppy deer will end up accidentally letting the blade carve him into venison. Although right now with it in sight he could predict where it would go. Even with his mouth and snout hurting like hell from that tight grip, Legosi could still defend himself.

As the knife went towards his gut, he would bring both hands down like a venus flytrap catching a fly, roughly slamming into Goh's arm from both sides, pushing against it and away from Legosi, his humanoid hands keeping a firm hold on Goh's arm and just barely preventing the knife from penetrating his flesh. For a split-second Legosi felt a hint of relief wash over him, although before he could properly react Goh himself fell onto him, knocking the two of them to the ground. The most he could do was force the man's wrist to twist just enough to make the blade go flat between them, not stabbing into anything.

As the two were on the ground, Legosi used this moment to dig his right fingers into Goh's right wrist, and moved his left hand to the knife. Through the pained snarls he felt the man's grip on both Legosi's snout and muzzle and his grip on the knife release, allowing for the deer to knock Goh off and disarm him at the same time, where he would get back up, tossing the blade a short distance away. This maneuver made his back ache from his slamming into the ground with a fat man on top of him, it ached almost as if he had been slammed into a bunch of rocks, with a mixture of dull pain and prickly sensations seething through it. He would be satisfied though, because not Goh had no weapon to help him, only a lot of wrath as the two were now equals in the ring.

Honestly he should've just attacked the man while he was down, but Legosi had never seen him fight before. For all he knew Goh would be wanting just that, could turn the tables because of it, even. The man had a bounty, so he wasn't about to risk his upper hand on factors he didn't know. "Stupid fuckin' useless trash. The only reason yer here anyways is cause of that last name of yers. You don't even deserve it!" Immediately Goh moved at a faster speed than Legosi thought he could move at, charging at the deer and tackling him to the ground, his right hand immediately wrapping around his throat. "That's a damn good last name. Yer dad messed up bad because of you. None of this would've happened if you just stayed in yer place!" Legosi struggled underneath the force of the man, his hands moving to his arm, grabbing onto it tightly. As he struggled, Goh lifted his hand and to an extent Legosi's head up, only to slam it hard into the floor, causing the deer's visibility to black out for a split second before returning.

"Yer better off stayin' a slave!"

Legosi's eyes opened up wide with surprise, his airways were blocked off and he began to feel his consciousness slip away, but his senses were regained in that moment. He thought no one knew about that, but here someone was, not only knowing it but going to an extent of knowing his family as well. His eyes glasses over, everything felt like it was in slow motion, and he could barely process through the events that were happening at this moment. Goh was choking him, Goh knew about his family, Goh knew about his past, but how did he know these things? When and where did he figure these out?


A young Legosi felt nothing as he was but a few weeks into settling into this place that these hairless monkeys called a "home". With a loose short sleeve shirt put on and a pair of pants donned his mom faced him, smiling sweetly at him even despite his antlers tearing apart the collar of yet another shirt he had, leaving small tears and holes at the top. "Perfect!" He could hear her exclaim with a tone as sweet and smooth as honey. He felt nothing that he could explain with words. His limited vocabulary didn't allow for him to find the words, but to instead stand their in silence, large blank eyes blinking at her, his head tilting slightly to the left as he felt mixed feelings within.

He couldn't understand why she acted as if the past hour wasn't a mess of just getting the damn thing to fit over just one of his antlers, let alone both. He didn't understand why she had a smile all the way through, or why she had even bothered. The other monkeys didn't bother after the first few weeks of anger, leaving him pretty shirtless throughout most of his childhood, but so far ever since he was here all he had seen was anything but anger and frustration from her. She would always act like it wasn't a tedious moment every day when it had to be put on, or every night when it would have to be taken off. Just thinking of the various clothes and pillows and blankets he had ruined made the young deer reach up, yanking on his antlers again in a moment of desperate frustration.

"No no no, don't do that, little Lego. You'll break them." He felt her gentle hands touch his skin as he struggled with yanking on them, his skin touching hers immediately making him jump away, whimpering loudly as he cowered away from her soft touch, his face twisting from fear, although he would calm himself as he saw no wrath in her own eyes, but concern. His shoulders would slowly lower and his muscles would begin to relax, and before he knew it his eyes were blurry from tears.

When she touched him again, he would jump a little bit, but would force himself to stay still, and before he knew it he felt the arms of a hairless monkey wrap around him, pulling him into a tight embrace and leaving his head looking over her shoulder. "I've been waiting so long to finally touch you. I'm so happy I can now." Her sweet tone cracked slightly, and despite everything inside him telling him to try to break free and flee, he instead mimicked what she was doing, and tried wrapping his arms around her as well, finally recognizing what the feeling was that he was feeling. Comfort.


"Are you seriously cryin' right now?!" Legosi's blurring vision left the safe place within the confines of his mind, coming back to the cold reality awaiting him. He felt wetness around his eyes, the cold tears lining his face as the feeling of being unable to breathe finally set in, and he was left struggling harder than before. One punch to Goh's arm followed by another with his right hand, although it would soon be pinned as well by Goh's free hand, but Legosi was no longer thinking right now. He was panicking in fear, wanting nothing more than to get out so he can live and see his mother again. With his left hand he would let go of Goh's arm, curling his fingers into a fist with the pointer and middle fingers sticking stiffly outwards, where he would quickly jab it into Goh's right eye as hard as he can.

"Fuck!" Goh's grip was no longer around Legosi's neck. Instead the straddling fat man reeled backwards, holding onto his face for dear life while Legosi himself was left coughing and gasping for breath, taking those few brief moments to recover somewhat before twisting his hips and pushing Goh off of him with a sharp right hook to the man's left cheek, knocking him off of him, where Goh would immediately get back up and face the deer, receiving a hand hand around his neck as well however, with the tearing up mink glaring into Goh's open left eye, his teeth gritting as he got onto one knee, and then began to stand. "I'm. No. Slave!" He shouted as he began to lift his right arm up. The fat man's weight was enough to make Legosi feel like his arm was going to snap off at any second, but through the sheer will he held thanks to a cocktail mixture of anger and adrenaline, Goh's feet were off the ground, and the ringleader was now an entire foot off the ground.

Then, as if God was slamming a meteor against the earth, Legosi would bring his right arm downwards with all of his might, screaming the entire way downwards up until Goh slammed hard against the concrete floor, the top of his back and the bottom portion of his neck impacting first before anything else, a small cloud of dirt and dust actually coming up from the floor thanks to the impact.

After the initial impact, Legosi would get on his right knee, breathing heavily as he looked down at the dazed Goh. His head was killing him and his vision was pulsing in and out of focus. He could feel his heart beat inside of him, and yet this only encouraged him to pull the man up to a sitting position, his hand still around his neck as they were breathing distance from one another. "You're going to have nothing left soon, Goh." With that whisper, Legosi figured he should check on the others, seeing and hoping they as well were doing alright now that he was regaining his senses.

Pulling the rifle's trigger, Bermudo let out a shot. Then another...and another...and another one after that. All four hit their marks, the bullet wounds decorate some of Bror's chest and upper abdomen. Blood instantly oozed out of the wounds, turning Bror's already bloody bandages even bloodier with some fresh blood. And yet, despite having shot Bror with a full-on rifle, the fat giant did not slow his speed. He didn't even seem to care or notice that he was just shot. "Shit....shiiiiiiit!" Bermudo cursed as he quickly raised his rifle again to take another shot at the raging berserker. He took too long, however, and was reward with being tackled by over 300 pounds of 8 foot man. The pure force of the blow knocked Bermudo back by a good 10 feet, destroying his focus on and landing hard on his back. He was going to get scoliosis at this point. With the rifle having been let go as he flew threw the air, Bermudo did his best to get up. It was like he just got sucker punched, except the fist was bigger than his entire body.

He managed to gradually pick himself up and, standing on one knee, looked up as Bror slowly walked towards him. "You're gonna pay, kitty." He said as he cracked his knuckles, a smile slowly etching across his bearded face. "Pay for what, the fact that you're some fat, dumb gorilla who can't even fight?" Came Bermudo's venomous reply. He was becoming frustrated. He didn't like feeling so....vulnerable. Though he felt no fear, he was no idiot. Bror was managing to overwhelm him due to sheer strength and endurance alone. Bermudo had speed, but it's hard to dodge immediately after getting rammed by what is essentially a human truck. Even though Bror was merely 2 feet and a few inches taller, he had much more mass. His hands could easily cup Bermudo's entire face while his fingers reached the back of his head. He was a different ilk of martial artist when compared to the likes of Legosi and Taiyo, that's for damn sure.

Eventually, Bermudo managed to stand on his two legs properly, and just in the knick of time as well! Bror was almost upon him and he needed to act fast. Remembering their fight from before, Bermudo suddenly lunged at Bror. Managing to duck a strong but slow and clumsily thrown hay-maker, Bermudo would stick his right claws into Bror's abdomen, his fingers reentering old wounds and damaging them even further. A predatory smile etched across Bermudo's muzzle as the giant ape let out a pained yell, sending a euphoric tremble down the lion's spine. Distracted by the physical anguish that he gave Bror, Bermudo didn't notice two large arms suddenly head toward him until it was too late. Bror took hold of both of Bermudo's arms, lifting him about a foot off the ground before charging straight for the nearest wall.

The young pirate couldn't even let out a curse as he was then smashed against the old, ruined yet wall of the warehouse. The entire back of his body seemingly bounced from the impact, though not really getting far as Bror's grip was still upon him. Dazed and out of it, Bermudo wouldn't put much effort into doing some as Bror suddenly let go of his arms before quickly wrapping a giant, meaty hand around Bermudo's neck. Cutting off his oxygen supply, Bror would slowly lift Bermudo off the ground, just enough so that they were at eye level with each other.

"Look at me."

Bror brought his other hand to the top of Bermudo's head, keeping it straight so that he was forced to look directly at Bror as he brought his face closer. "I want you to look at me as you die." Bror smiled menacingly at the seemingly turned tables, with Bermudo not even being able to speak due to being choked. Instead, all he could do was hopelessly scratch as the ape's arms and wrists as he looked at him. His right eye, despite being the only functioning one, was filled nothing but contempt and joy as watched Bermudo struggle. Slowly, he would use less and less violence in his movements. He was seemingly growing weaker and weaker from his lack of air. Bror stared on hungrily with his right eye, smiling a toothy grin as Bermudo's left hand subtly entered his coat pocket and slowly pulled out Bandito. Then, in a sudden surge of frenzy, smashed his revolver into the left side of Bror's head. The first shot was enough to catch the giant, hairless ape of guard. Bermudo, however, didn't just hit him one time. Again and again and again he bashed his gun into Bror's still recovering head, causing their positions to seemingly switch. Soon Bror was on his knees, holding his head and trying to protect it. Bermudo, on the other hand, let his silent fury loose as he began kicking and punching the man as well.

He struck him numerous times in various different places, his breathing loud and irate as Bror now laid on the ground, practically twitching. He was alive, but he sure as hell loss some chromosomes. Eventually Bermudo began to calm down, the adrenaline leaving his system and causing him to be apathetic. He panted loudly, saying nothing as he rubbed his swore neck with one hand while holstering his gun with the other. He never wanted to be in the position everagain.

Running a hand through his hair and readjusting his suit he looked up at his two partners in crime, leaving Bror to twitch alone on the floor. "I..." He began with a slow exhale, doing his best to recompose himself, "...told you they wouldn't show mercy." He looked at Taiyo before gazing at Legosi, his eyes meeting his.Except this time, Bermudo didn't have hate behind his. Saying nothing, he silently nodded to the deer before scoping out for Razorblade, noticing his right leg hanging out of a pile of broken crates.

Legosi watched with his eyes widened and his ears perked up as Taiyo had punched Razorblade square in the left cheek, proclaiming "smash" all the while. His mouth went slightly agape as he watched the boxer literally fly up to five meters away, crashing into a bunch of boxes and annihilating the ones he came in contact with. The remainder came down upon him from above, and soon enough this man that Legosi had once defeated was once again wiped out, a single punch laying him out to dry. The deer mink wondered if that was what happened to the guard outside as well, where Taiyo just outright punched the man against the wall and gave him enough concussions to force him to wear a padded helmet for the rest of his life. He nearly shuddered thinking about it.

He offered a nod towards Taiyo before looking on over to Bermudo, checking on the bastard to see if he too was actually standing a chance against his own foe. Legosi was still caught off guard by the fact that Bror was back on his feet this quickly, especially with the injuries he had sustained before. A damaged eye, a torn thumb, and various scrapes and bruises from that brutal battle in the ring should've been enough to keep him down, but apparently it wasn't. He could almost respect such a tenacity for getting revenge, but what he had in persistence he most certainly lacked in foresight, since from what Legosi is seeing right now, Bermudo is currently smashing Bror's head in with his revolve, striking him with various punches and kicks as well.

From there the lion breathed heavily, readjusting himself and looking towards Legosi and Taiyo. Legosi would heard the snide comment Bermudo made about their not showing mercy, but when the the lion and the deer's eyes met Legosi saw no scorn on his face, and soon enough he wanted to do the same that he did to Goh to Bermudo. He refused to let the lion win, even with the guilt he felt over what he was about to do to him earlier. "Looks like you had the most trouble. I wonder why." He implied while his eyes narrowed, looking away and back towards Taiyo, nodding towards him. He couldn't believe that they had won. Goh, Razorblade, and Bror were all taken out, and the money and then some and fruit was theirs! Legosi's disdain towards what Bermudo said was mixed with a sense of relief from their winning. Everything went exactly to plan save for a single piece that he had changed on the fly, and that was merely something he could keep a secret for now.

"I guess we should start making our way out-" Legosi spoke up, his dialogue transitioning from his calm suggestion to a pained scream as he felt something cut through his back. This newly made burning sensation was accompanied by a warm liquid already beginning to come out. "You.. bastards.. I'll kill you all!" Legosi could hear Goh exclaim in between coughs as the deer was essentially forced to release his grip on the man, cowering away and turning around quickly, now on his butt while Goh himself scrambled to his feet, the jagged blade from earlier in his right hand, the edge lined with red.

He had to recover from this attack. He had let his guard down and now he could feel his back fighting him when he wished to quickly stand up. It was almost like it had had enough and simply wished to rest. At first Legosi almost suspected that his spine was severed, but no, he could still feel his lower body, and it responded just fine when he moved. It was just fatigue from the entire ordeal occurring before him. Legosi with his widened eyes stared towards Goh, gazing at the man's twisted, scowling face. He watched as Goh readjusted his messed up short sleeved polo shirt before taking a step towards Legosi, his grip on the dagger tightening to the point that the deer could make out a small trickle of blood dribble out of his hand.

He couldn't allow this to turn the tables, but he ran out of most other options. He refused to not be seen as the stronger between him and Goh, and if he ran then he is forfeiting his declaration of being stronger than Bermudo as well. He would be betraying what he went out on a limb to do and would further subject himself to just being forced to be a nobody, and he refused. The fear Legosi felt gradually made him become blind anger, fury was beginning to guide his body and his fatigue was defied when the deer scrambled to his feet, forcing his body to stand up, where he charged at Goh like a bull, allowing the fat man to thrust his knife again. He would thrash his left arm at it, backhanding it away and cutting his left arm again, only shortly afterwards colliding with Goh, forcing him back onto his back with Legosi on top.

With both hands clasped together and his left foot firmly placed against Goh's right forearm, pinning his knife to the ground, Legosi would drive his clasped hands downwards with all of his force. This was aimed towards Goh's right leg, where they collided with his shin. He felt it begin to crack but it wasn't enough. "Break his left leg, dammit!" He shouted for the others. Again he would raise both clasped hands, ready to hammer Goh's shin once again in the same exact spot.

"I can still shoot you, you know." Bermudo said dryly to Legosi, mentally berating himself for expecting the deer to actually respond with any sort of respect. "Should've expected as much from a herbivore." He thought as he eyed Legosi, irritation and ire once again pouring into his glare before he looked back to Bror. He was face down on the floor and Bermudo was unsure if he was actually unconscious or if he essentially became a vegetable from the constant hard blows to the head. Regardless of the aftermath, Bermudo was just pleased that they managed to push through this, even if it could've be done much more easily if Bermudo was allowed to just use his gun. Nonetheless, what was done was done, which meant that Bermudo would be getting his share of the loot as well. Just the very thought of it made dollar signs appear in his eyes.

Before he could even begin to fantasize of what he would do with the belli a pained shriek brought him back to reality. Turning his eyes back towards the arena, Bermudo would bear-witness to  Goh slicing through Legosi's back, coughing as he formed a threat against all three of them. The stag would let go of the little ape in response and turn around, effectively falling onto his butt from what Bermudo could tell, which placed him a very dangerous position. Goh, after readjusting himself in a manner not dissimilar to how Bermudo himself just previously did, would then begin to close in on the wounded mink, his face sneering at him as he did so.

Bermudo quickly took aim yet didn't fire. He couldn't get a clear shot between the "ropes" of the ring along with that fact that Goh was a moving target. At one point the lion did get a good view of Goh, but it was quickly squandered as Legosi seemingly got his will to fight back and fell upon Goh, disarming him while also adding another scar to his recently sliced arm. From there, Legosi would then manage to pin the greasy ape down as best he could before attacking his right leg with clasped fists.

"Break his left leg, dammit!"

Bermudo was taken aback by the command, honestly not expecting some so blunt and brutal from the grass-eater. He was taken even more aback when he suddenly saw Taiyo, whom of which he wasn't paying any mind to earlier, suddenly launched into the air before coming down hard on the man's left leg with a drop kick of sorts. A sickening cracking and crunching sound resonated through the air and cause's goosebumps to roll up Bermudo's back. From there, he anticipated the next one as he saw Legosi prepare for another attack on the right leg, with Goh bellowing in agony the entire time.

Legosi saw nothing but read at this point. He was angry, so angry that he didn't even register this human laying on the ground, already shrieking out in pain as even human. He was a red-tinted blur alongside everything else, and Legosi was the bull seeking to destroy it, to cause as much pain to it as possible and to take as pleasure that is only equal to the searing pain he felt in his back and left arm. His bandages fell off and onto the ring as he was poised to strike again, to end this miserable trash's hopes of ever even standing on his two feet ever again. He was beneath the deer mink, and yet he had the audacity to hurt him, him?! He had to be severely punished for this defiance. The trash of the world should know their place at the bottom of the barrel while those that have the potential to be strong should be given the opportunity to breath the fresh air above.

'But if he's trash, where does that leave you?' Taiyo would seemingly fall from the sky and directly onto Goh's left knee. Legosi's shaky vision swerved to see Goh's right leg look almost like crumpled paper from the impact, his right knee definitely prepping up to be a permanent injury. This was exactly what he wanted, and he craved for even more. With one more mighty swing Legosi would connect with Goh's right shin once more, and he felt the relief of the bone breaking under the pressure, practically snapping the bone in half and making a small bulge appear on the skin. With that he could hear the howls of Goh as the man felt the full impact of both individuals essentially destroying his body and his ability to walk. He couldn't even form words as he howled, and Legosi just silently watched on, his eyes widened and his brow furrowed, his teeth grinding against one another like grindstone against a blade, sharpening the malice he held for this man even more.

It was only when the howling went to pained moans and groans, and Legosi could see that Goh was nearly reaching the point of passing out, that the deer would right his right hand grip Goh's pudgy cheeks, bringing his face in close to his own. "Now you're where you belong. Just a fat maggot on the ground." With that, he would stand up, where with one final stomp upon Goh's bulging shin, he felt and heard another sickening crack underneath, and almost immediately with that crack Legosi came back to his senses, the red overlay fading, and the pain setting in its full power. He knew he had to stand strong, however. He refused to show weakness, not to Goh, not to Bermudo. Turning around, the injured mink began to make his way out, leaving Goh howling in the intensity of his newfound pain. "I'll be back, Goh. You mentioned something about my dad, so stay alive until I come back and break your legs again."

'It leaves me at the top of the dumpster.' For once, his thoughts didn't cloud him with self-hatred, instead going silent as he climbed down the ring, where he would begin to walk away with a light limp. As he reached Bermudo, he would stare at the lion, his eyes unblinking as for but a few moments his gaze would leave the ally and scan the room, finding the rifle from before and picking it up, where he would take aim at the second light, the one that wasn't focused on the center of the ring, and with a loud boom, the light would go out, leaving everything outside the ring shrouded in darkness, with the light only centered on Goh's broken, screaming form. "The both of you, leave him. I don't want anyone touching him until I come back."

With that, he would turn towards Bermudo once more. "If I find out you killed him or those two before I return, you better hope I find it in me to be kind." He spoke in a hushed tone, dropping the rifle and turning away from the two, beginning to walk away from the ring, and hopefully to a new beginning, one that leaves Goh trapped within the confines of this room, waiting for the day that a certain deer would return, and come to collect on what he had said before.

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A toothy, wolfish grin forced its way onto Bermudo's face as the deer proceeded to smash Goh's other leg, the resulting destruction being quite audible throughout the entire area. "And I'm supposed the monster." He mused to himself as he watched Legosi just stare silently at the screaming ape, malice and hatred practically seeping from his skin as he grabbed the man's face. Though he wasn't near enough to hear the words that Legosi spewed, Bermudo could just tell that it wasn't exactly kind words of encouragement to get Goh back on his feet and start walking towards a better life. From there Legosi would surprise Bermudo again as he proceeded to smash his foot into the greasy little fuck's leg again, causing another loud snapping noise and no doubt permanently crippling the man. "You're no different than the rest of us." He said to no one in particular, not raising his voice so that neither Taiyo or Legosi could hear him.

Though definitely amused by the stag's brutality, Bermudo recomposed himself as Legosi climbed out of the ring and returned to the cold stone floor. He watched as the deer walked towards him, trying his best to walk straight and strong despite the slight limping. He would gaze into the lion's eyes, who responded by doing the same to the herbivore. With his expression relaxed and not showing any real emotion, Bermudo's stare would only break as Taiyo approached them, while Legosi began looking around the room.

Bermudo didn't even get the chance to retort or even agree with the naked monkey's proposal before he left them, not waiting for any. Narrowing his eyes at where Taiyo went, Bermudo would quietly utter a few curses as Legosi suddenly shot one of the two light sources they had. He said nothing to this, however, and was more so focused at what the deer had to say.

"If I find out you killed him or those two before I return, you better hope I find it in me to be kind."

He did't reply to Legosi, nor did he falter in his composure. Rather, he sneered at the deer as he dropped the rifle Bermudo originally came in with and headed off into the darkness. Making sure to listen for the distinct sound of the warehouse doors opening and closing Bermudo would spit onto the ground.

With Goh's screams slowly dying down as he further neared unconsciousness, Bermudo would calmly slide Bandito back into his suit pocket. "You have no authority over me."

Turning away from the ring Bermudo would make out Bror's massive body on the ground. Saying nothing, he would quietly walk over and take a hold of his right arm, heaving him closer to the ring so that he could see. From there the lion would, after a minute or two of struggling, manage to flip the big man onto his back. Examining the bearded man's front, Bermudo was mildly surprised that Bror's eyes were open. Not only that, but his pupils were dilated, no doubt from the cranial beating the lion laid on him.

"Oh, that doesn't look too good." He said with a toothy grin as he slowly began to take off his suit jacket before he suddenly stopped.  Bermudo furrowed his brow as he contemplated his next actions. He didn't really need to be quiet this time around like he was with the guards. No doubt the warehouse walls would manage to keep most loud noises in, while Legosi and Taiyo were already walking away from the warehouse. Then again, it was better safe than sorry. Taking his jacket off before unbuttoning his shirt, Bermudo would slowly sit upon Bror's fat chest. His tail swished back and forth as he slightly bent down down, meticulously wrapping each of his clawed fingers around the ape's fat neck. He wanted to make this one clean tear. Shoving his claws deep into the slab of flesh that was Bror, Bermudo quickly tore the man's throat out.

"Nothing personal, big guy. Just trying to be efficient."


Goh's screaming had almost completely stopped, having passed out from the agony. Thankful that he wouldn't have to listen to it the entire time, Bermudo then made his way to where Razorblade was. Despite the darkness that essentially blanketed the entire area aside from the arena, this room wasn't exactly the most complex. Especially since he remembered where Razor's location was in-terms of where he stood. The main problem was actually finding his body and looking through the rubble. Feeling his way through, he managed to get to the wooden crates without too much effort. All he really had to do was follow the side of the ring after all, before just feeling the rest of the short way through.

Despite this quick success, the lion still had to siphon about the rubble. With his bloodied hands he began to throw and move aside broken pieces of wood along with some misplaced crates, feeling for anything that felt fleshy.

Right before he was about to give up this seemingly fruitless endeavor of searching and just start shooting in the debris Bermudo seemingly grabbed onto what he was looking for. Examining his catch, he determined that this was Razorblade's foot. Moving his hand further along, he managed to take a hold of his leg and, with a grunt, Bermudo heaved the scarred man out and pulled him towards the ring. He was grateful that Razor didn't seem to weigh that much, especially when compared with Bror's fat ass. With some light shining upon both of them, Bermudo decided not to waste much time. He wanted to get some sleep after all. So, in a rather unceremonious fashion, Bermudo quickly brought his hand to Razorblade's neck and easily shredded it.

Wiping his soiled hands upon Razorblade's pants, Bermudo stood. Turning to the ring, he saw Goh's unconscious and mangled form. For a moment, he contemplated executing him as well. After all, that lessens the chance of anyone coming after them. Despite this, Legosi's words rang in his mind. A small smirk formed.

"I guess I leave on to you, stag. You seemed to hate him more than you do me."

With that out of the way, Bermudo went to his clothes and put them back on, readjusting them and sliding a hand through his hair. What a night! Looking to where the entrance would be, Bermudo walked in silence to it. He uneventfully exited the warehouse and began upon the path he already traversed before. There was only one thing on his mind now; find and catch up to Legosi and get his cash before he turns in for the night.

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