Chapter 58 - Short Dwarf, Big Show!

The previous win for Tony was like a life-changer, He who was cast aside by his own tribe due to the curse from the Tower was approached by the mass, many guilds were fighting over to have him recruited, and even the big guild-like, Bramhalok has made an offer for him stating that they would support him in any way possible for his research and experiments.

This was a massive thing for him who currently lacked any funding, with the proper support from the big guild like Bramhalok, he could soar like a phoenix.

But there was a problem,

'They can't provide me with the core… '

It was already tiring enough to search for the core and when he had finally found them, the owner who owned them had to be on bad terms with such a big guild,

It was a very tight spot for him, if he was to join the guild, then he should probably say goodbye to the cores or if he made a deal with Shiva then he is going to end up on the bad side of the huge guild.

He either had to give up the Core or the support from the guild,

'Damn! did that bastard didn't have any other guild to mess with?'

The short dwarf inwardly cursed his own fate,

"The last match before the Finals is here, on one side is our Machine-Man, Tony, facing against him is the Rose of Elfs, Rebecca, not only beautiful but full of thorns"

"Can she win against that massive thing by herself, or will Tony crush her like his previous opponent, that we have to see"

"The match shall start now!"

The commentator cried out as loud as he can!

Tud! tud!

The massive machine was creating pits on the ground as it moved,

'I seriously need to release my stress now', Tony was already frustrated not being able to even meet Shiva till now, that ba*tard just disappeared into thin air after every fight, it seemed like he was very cautious of getting into trouble with the Bramhalok,

And since he couldn't even meet him outside the arena, his only hope was that he could meet him in the ring.

From what he had seen so far, he seemed a bit….no maybe more mentally ill, who would likely go as far as to kill him if he just pisses that guy.

'Damn! Why is everything so complicated?'

His frustration level has reached a peak level, and in the middle of all that, this little...well, he doesn't have the right to call her little, anyway…This bitch had to piss him off,

"I heard that you are thrown away from your LITTLE tribe, was it because you are cursed, or is it because Yours is LITTLE, oops! sorry, I mean You are LITTLE?"

That's it!

The last thread which was holding him sane was now cut,

The one thing that dwarves hated more than anything was someone calling them Little,

And this bi*ch in front of him has repeatedly called him little that too with an extra loud voice, It was clearly a cheap provocation that no one would fall for, but the simple Dwarf fell for it that too pretty hardly,

But that wasn't a problem for him,

'Oops! Did I go too far', Thought Rebecca seeing the ten or so missile-like things coming at her,

Elves, by nature, were a peaceful and prideful race, they didn't like to fight like barbarians and always distanced themselves from the world in the name of peace, they treated every other beside their kin as lesser beings, always saying things 'The brutes couldn't understand the way of Elegance' or some bulls*it.

But among this pure race also there was an exception like Rebecca, who choose the path of an assassin while being an elf, for which she was always mocked not as if she cared. unlike her kin, she didn't feel the need for elegance or cleanliness, the only thing that mattered for her was a victory,

The Elves, if considered would never use poison against others as it wasn't fair by their standards, but she choose the way of poison to master, with the inborn talent for archery, she became a deadly weapon.

Being wise as she is, she thought of a method to make Tony angry and agitated, to make things more advantageous for her, but seemed like it backfired at her,

'Being wise is not always good, huh?'

The poison was ineffective against tony who was currently sitting inside the chunk of metal and her arrows were not enough to pierce through hard Iron, and it seemed like that maniac even made two to three layers of metal as a shield on the body.

The match was obviously getting out of her hand, she didn't want to embarrass herself more so she gave up in the end, Her life was much more important than the match for her.

"Match over, Winner Tony!"

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"That was surprisingly one-sided"

"As Rebecca gives up the match helplessly, Tony advances to the semi-finals"

"The long exciting Colosseum is heading towards the end. With that said there are three more matches before the final victor is decided"

"Let's see who will come out as a Victor among these four men"

"William, The banished devil

Shiva, the dead's ruler

Sanak, the Trinity's descendent

and finally, our machine man, Tony"

"The bets are already on the full swing, so what are you waiting for go make some KP betting on your favorite, of course, I already placed my own, hehe"

The commentator seemed as excited as always,

with some minutes of break to settle down the arena for the grand fights to come, the colosseum was once again was on full swing!

"Get a breather folks because the upcoming match is going to be a hell exciting"

"Which would be strong? if I ask you The dead or the Living?"

"We are going to find out the answer to that question! Because the next match, we have our friendly neighborhood Necromancer fighting against the almighty dark horse summoner"

"For the first semi-final match, we have

Shiva, the dead's Ruler v/s William, the banished Devil"

"It's going to be hell exciting!!"

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