The Ultimate Host

Victor took his foot off the remains of Razor's head, taking 5 steps back. Even though Razor's head was no more, he still was moving. Sort of like a c.o.c.kroach. The AI was no longer connected to the cyborg's body. The hooded man in the crowd was controlling the headless body like a toy, using a very small controller, laughing under his breath. The cyborg stood on its feet, running towards Razor like a werewolf. Victor stepped out of the way and waved his hand towards the cyborg, causing it to explode into pieces. Victor was instantly advanced to the second match of the 1rst round. He didn't know who his matchup was. The strange hooded man tossed the controller on the ground and crushed it under his foot like a bug. The strange hooded man stood on his feet and walked away. He was obviously not a prisoner. Victor was heading to back to his fancy hotel styled cell. 2 correctional officers were guarding him. As they opened his cell, he collapsed on the couch, breathing heavily like a racehorse. Even though the fight lasted less than five minutes, Victor was tired even though he barely used any energy. He wanted and needed his sword. He placed 20 percent of his true power into his sword. He had wished he never gave Akashiri his weapon. The next time he met Akashiri he would kill him with any remorse. As he was about to fall asleep, he heard a loud powerful knock on the door.