A Bet with Slutty Evil Being!

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As the pain became too much for Batibat to bear, he let out a terrible scream that echoed through the air. Unlike his previous companions Little Rouge and Orcus, who had succumbed to their wounds without much of a sound, Batibat was unable to suppress his agony. He felt every bit of the pain that wracked his body, and it was a torture unlike any other he had experienced.

As he screamed, Batibat coughed up blood, which splattered all over Yaotl's face, but the Jaguar Man remained unfazed. Batibat's coughing subsided, and he found himself gasping for breath as he tried to regain his composure.

Meanwhile, Yaotl lifted a free hand with his claws splayed out in front of him, ready to strike again. The incubus knew that he was in a dire situation and that his life was hanging by a thread.

Batibat became aware of the dire situation he was in. He was pinned to the ground by Yaotl's monstrous strength, with a dislocated shoulder and a clawed hand poised to end his life.

He knew that his chances of survival were slim to none. Despite his injuries, Batibat managed to force a smile and uttered, "I'm not often this weak... I hardly have the opportunity to serve the young lord who was left to me by the one who came before."

Yaotl, instead of using his deadly claws, opted to form a fist with his furry hand and struck Batibat's head with a powerful blow. This caused the incubus to lose consciousness rather than being suffocated to death. As Batibat fell limp, Yaotl blinked his eyes twice, his mind pondering over why he had not yet eliminated his opponent.

The sound of the impact reverberated throughout the area. Batibat's limp form lay still on the ground while Yaotl loomed over him, his expression unreadable.

After a moment of silence, Yaotl grunted and stepped back, his eyes still fixed on Batibat's unconscious form. He didn't know what had stayed his hand, but something about the incubus intrigued him.

The fight had come to an end, but the outcome was uncertain.

Yaotl's decision to spare Batibat's life was not motivated by compassion or respect for him. Whatever his reason was, it didn't matter to Yaotl as long as he eliminated another opponent.

The competition was brutal, and the stakes were high; only those who died, remained unconscious, or submitted without conditions would be considered defeated. Once defeated, the losing team and those who surrendered would be taken back to their place of origin.

The Shah of Sloth had explained the rules of the competition to Yaotl during their conversation. The competition was designed to be merciless, with only the strongest and most ruthless warriors surviving.

Yaotl was determined to win at any cost, even if it meant sacrificing his opponents. The decision to spare Batibat's life could have been strategic, or it could have been a sign of Yaotl's unpredictable nature.

Whatever the reason, it was clear that Yaotl was a formidable opponent who would stop at nothing to emerge victorious.

The Jaguar Man shifted his focus towards the other conflict that was taking place, which was happening between the alleged Lord of Lust and Archibald, the assassin for the Parish. Archibald had gone berserk after the death of Veronica, and he was able to overpower Chigaru, who was Yaotl's comrade.

This was no easy feat, as both of them were under the effects of a powerful spell called the 'Body Overload'. The spell had significantly enhanced their combat abilities and strength beyond the limits of their regular capabilities. With the spell active, they had become fierce combatants, capable of pushing their bodies to new levels of strength and speed.

As the fight raged on, the Jaguar Man observed the intense exchange between Archibald and Chigaru. Archibald was wildly swinging his weapons, using his overwhelming strength to overpower Chigaru, who was struggling to keep up. Despite Chigaru's skill in combat, he was at a disadvantage due to the spell's effects on Archibald's body.

The Jaguar Man knew that this was a crucial moment in the competition. If Archibald were to defeat Chigaru, it would give his team a significant advantage. However, if Chigaru were to turn the tide and emerge victorious, it would put Yaotl and his team in a better position to win the competition.

Despite the risks that came with the 'Body Overload' spell, both Chigaru and Yaotl had subjected themselves to it in order to maximize their chances of success in the competition. The enhanced capabilities it provided were remarkable, granting them a significant boost in their combat abilities and strength beyond what was normally possible.

But as with any drug, the price was heavy, and in this case, it was death. Failure to perform to the best of their abilities would result in their demise. Yaotl, in particular, had no fear of death, although he sometimes wished he did. His recent use of the enhancement spell left him with no other option but to give it his all, as it was now an all-or-nothing situation for him.

The Jaguar Man kept a watchful eye on the conflict between Archibald and Chigaru while he picked up his macuahuitl. The macuahuitl was a traditional Xocoyotl wooden sword that had obsidian blades embedded in it.

He balanced it on his shoulder and crept towards the fight, being careful not to draw attention to himself. The obsidian blades glinted menacingly in the light as he got closer to the conflict, ready to intervene if needed.

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