Kham didn’t think. He ran. Not toward Garland—toward the switch. He grabbed it, snapped the lever off, then turned to face the man who had orchestrated this nightmare.
The trail led Kham to a underground fighting ring hidden beneath the city’s neon glow. There, fighters from every brutal discipline clashed for the amusement of crime lords. And at the center of it all stood Garland, a disgraced former Muay Thai champion who now orchestrated these bloody spectacles. Garland had lost his soul to greed, and Kohrn was to be his ultimate weapon—trained to fight humans in an unspeakable arena.
Behind them, the warehouse burned—taking Garland’s empire with it.
What followed was not a fight. It was an execution. Garland was faster, more precise, a master of angles and elbows. He broke Kham’s nose. Cracked his jaw. Three times he knocked him down. The crowd roared for blood.
Their fight lasted fifteen minutes. Kham dislocated his own shoulder to escape a lock, then reset it against a wall with a scream. He used the environment—pipes, broken glass, even a burning torch—to finally shatter The Tombstone’s iron will. When the giant fell, the crowd fell silent.
Kham didn’t think. He ran. Not toward Garland—toward the switch. He grabbed it, snapped the lever off, then turned to face the man who had orchestrated this nightmare.
The trail led Kham to a underground fighting ring hidden beneath the city’s neon glow. There, fighters from every brutal discipline clashed for the amusement of crime lords. And at the center of it all stood Garland, a disgraced former Muay Thai champion who now orchestrated these bloody spectacles. Garland had lost his soul to greed, and Kohrn was to be his ultimate weapon—trained to fight humans in an unspeakable arena. on bak 3
Behind them, the warehouse burned—taking Garland’s empire with it. Kham didn’t think
What followed was not a fight. It was an execution. Garland was faster, more precise, a master of angles and elbows. He broke Kham’s nose. Cracked his jaw. Three times he knocked him down. The crowd roared for blood. He grabbed it, snapped the lever off, then
Their fight lasted fifteen minutes. Kham dislocated his own shoulder to escape a lock, then reset it against a wall with a scream. He used the environment—pipes, broken glass, even a burning torch—to finally shatter The Tombstone’s iron will. When the giant fell, the crowd fell silent.