Enopy had just been introduced into the "Holy Sharks." But not even five minutes later, he was seen fighting alongside them.
"There they are—the rats! You've run long enough. Now it's time for us to feast," sneered a tattooed man, flicking out his forked tongue.
"Damien!" Cynthia shouted. "You got a little stronger and thought you could revolt against us? Your judgment day has come!"
"Call me Snake Lord!" he bellowed, before calming himself. "Heh… we'll see in the ring. Don't cry now—I won't hurt you. But Sam—uh, I mean Royal Snake—will."
"Ketea! Vs Holy Sharks: deathmatch" a robotic voice resounded throughout the area letting the whole world know of this fight.
No more words were said before they clashed with each other.
Sam ran up to Enopy's group and swung her giant sword but was met with a force field made of light.
"All right, this will hold for a few seconds. Hold it as long as you can, Robin," Cynthia instructed.
"O-okay…"
