The primates leaped as soon as they were released.
They moved like King Kong, massive bodies launching through the air, arms outstretched, jaws open wide. Their roars shook the Colosseum walls as they descended upon the scattering prisoners. The humans ran in every direction like ants fleeing a boot, their bound hands useless behind their backs, their legs pumping against the dirt.
But Yuuta did not run.
He stood exactly where he had been standing. Alone. Motionless. A small statue in the center of the storm.
The beasts ignored him. He was not running. He was not interesting. They wanted the ones who fled.
The largest primate, a mountain of black fur and yellow fangs, targeted the man with brown hair and lean muscle. The one who had operated the scanner. The one who had watched Sophia's vitals and said nothing when she suffered. The primate leaped, its shadow swallowing him whole, and landed directly on his shoulders.
The sound of cracking bone echoed through the Colosseum.
