"Send them all," Rudy said.
The Clan Leader frowned. "What?"
"The Butcher. Your bodyguards. Your reserve fighters. The monsters in the cages." Rudy yawned, stretching his arms. "Send them all in. If I take more than sixty seconds to kill them, you win."
The crowd went dead silent. Even the Butcher looked confused.
"You have a death wish, boy?" the Clan Leader spat.
"No," Rudy smiled. "I have a schedule."
"Fine!" The Leader roared, his face turning purple. "Empty the cages! Kill him!"
Klaxons blared. The gates around the arena slammed open.
Now, it wasn't just the Butcher. Three Hell-Hounds, a massive Ogre, and a dozen armed Awakened mercenaries flooded the arena, surrounding the lone figure in the center.
Maria gripped the railing, her knuckles white. "He's insane."
"Watch," Lilim whispered, her eyes widening.
The Butcher charged first, raising his hammer. "SQUASH!"
Rudy didn't move or even look at him. He waited until the massive hammer was an inch from his face.
