Barqee landed a hard slap across Victor's face. It had enough force behind it to pop his jaw.
"Are you angry now?" he asked before slapping him again and roughly shaking him.
"You get your d mn hands off him!" Logan growled and pulled at the guard. His brother had made the mistake of telling the giant he wasn't in the mood to fight. So Barqee decided to make him angry.
Bar took a long drag before putting the butt near Victor's swelling face, "Go out there and fight and win, or I will break each finger of your little brother. One by one."
Vic bared his teeth at him in a snarl, making the man chuckle.
"Thats right, animal," he slapped him again before throwing him unto the ring, "Be angry."
Vic growled, pushing himself up from the lower arena. He looked to the muscular man across from him in his ready position. He had a blue tint on his skin. There were men all about, and all looked to be wealthy. It was clear what was going on. This was a dog fight, with mutants..
Victor's opponent raised his fist and hurried toward him, swinging. There was no way around it.
x
The fight was harder than most fights Victor had gotten into up to this point. All pride he had in his fighting shrunk relatively quickly after receiving several hard punches to his stomach and face.
Barqee watched, smoking a cig with a skeptical look. He was taking mental notes and studying them.
The fight lasted about 25 minutes before Victor was declared the winner. Had it not been for his healing factor then he would have most likely lost long ago.
Blue man looked to Victor, panting with bruises and a swollen jaw, "You should have lost." he shook his head.
Something about him saying that made Victor feel as if he had made a terrible decision.
x
"Thats a good boy," Bar smiled to Victor, petting his head, before looking to the man whom had brought the blue mutant, "Appears as though I have won."
"It took you long enough," he gave him a forced smile before handing him a card, "I will be looking into this and returning soon," he turned and walked away, pulling his mutant by his hair.
Bar smiled to himself and pat Victor's head again, "Good boy," he threw him into the guard and grabbed Logan and shook him violently, "Think you need motivation?"
"G*d d*mmit!" The guard shouted and punched Victor in the face.
"What the h3ll are you doing!?" Bar threw Logan into the pit on to his face.
"Why don't you cut your pet's nails!?" he held his arm. The redhead was not pleased by the unauthorized brutality on his fighter and expressed it by backhanding the man. The guard paused before he walked off to the medic.
"Sich geben," Bar gripped both Victor's wrist before pulling him to watch his brother fight, "Kinderns."
Logan had to square against a much more frail looking mutant. As he raised his hands the mutant sprouted quails from his body.
x
Logan's fight was more painful than his brother's. He had to heal from several puncture wounds received during the fight.
Bar was very proud of what he had seen. How they had fought in his captivity, "Gut. Sehr gut," he took a man's card before petting both Logan and Victor's head, "You two have done well by me. And I will do well by you both. But first you both shall fight another three rounds."
Victor pulled at his hands, glaring to the man defiantly. Bar took that as him refusing and sighed before shaking them both hard. Thrashing them about as if they were ragdolls. He had much experience in using his large size to get what he wanted.
He stopped when both the men had coughing fits and groaned, "I'm hoping we have an understanding now."