The Ultimate Host

Crane had learned ned that Night wanted to be head dean instead of the vice dean. He was very fucking mad. Why should he just have o be to force it off his rank just because a fucking vice-dean doesn't like the way he's doing things? He had to do something. His job depended on it. If Yamato was still king he would have said no to Night's request. Crane went to Salazar, who was expected to see him. Salazar just had a straight look on his face. He did not give a flying fuck what Crane was talking about. "If you want to keep your job, you would shut the fuck up and listen to what I am trying to say." Crane suddenly closed his mouth. " I will allow you to fight for your job." You and Night will fight each other. "However, dies first is the loser." "Sounds fair?" " Yes, King Salazar. This was a golden opportunity for Crane. He thought he would have to go through something worse to keep his job. He smiled and walked out of the throne room.

Taurus's Hidden Workshop.

Taurus has seen that they had completed their mission. He would agree to hold his and of the deal. To get rid of the virus. He would have to make a cure and release it out in the air.