The champion's eyes followed the hammer and Knuckles lifted it above his head and used his last spell from his Hammer's list. Once the hammer was lifted one second passed and lightning struck down from the sky hitting the man dead center in his head, the smoke lifted from his body as Knuckles ran forward, leaping 2 meters into the air before coming down placing both hands onto the hilt of his hammer and swinging it with all his might letting out a grunt as he did so. The sound was sickening, bone cracked and shattered, blood lifting off the man's skull as the hammer pulled away from his head as the body fell towards the ground. A light pink-colored fluid dripped from the face of the hammer and small pink flesh-like chunks laid stuck to the silver metal of the hammer. The body did not move from where it landed, however, Knuckles bent down and cleaned his hammer on the scorched shirt of the man. While the killing was not against the rules it was frowned upon by most who had entered, but for Knuckles, it was a paid job. It was the first hit job he took though, and he knew this to be proof the further he gave into the power of the demon the more he lost himself.
Becoming the winner, Knuckles took the money and met with the man he had struck a deal with. This was a human version of a demon if he had ever met one, but if this lowlife was a demon what did that make him?
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