Edmund Gareth and Lilith were watching Ogoleithus participating in arm wrestling. Sure he had an advantage with his tentacles, but decided not to use them until the tournament.
As of now, one unlucky man was struggling to compete with Ogoleithus's might. After about a minute, he finally gave up and allowed him arm to be pinned. Disappointed in himself, he walked away from the area while the crowd booed Ogoleithus, who didn't really care.
"Oh, up yours, assholes," Ogoleithus countered. "Nobody can beat the Demon God of Chaos at arm wrestlin', beyotch!"
"Wanna wager that?" an Aussie voice sounded. Almost immediately, everyone turned to notice a burly, bearded middle aged man with a cyber eyepiece with a glowing red eye and a cybernetic heart in front of the table.
"Who the fuck are you?!" Ogoleithus asked quite rudely.
"Name's Kano, sport," Kano replied. "An' I ain't too fond o' rudies like you."
"Shut it! You come to arm wrestle or are you just gonna dick around?" Ogoleithus held up his arm in anticipation.
"S'why I came down here, ain't it?" Everyone oohed at that comeback. Kano then sat across from Ogoleithus.
"You are so on." Ogoleithus grabbed a hold of Kano's hand and the two commenced with their competition. Both men were straining and sweating within the next twenty minutes. Many of the spectators rallied for either Kano or Ogoleithus to pin one another and be done with it; that's how bored the crowd was, even though there was tension in the air.
However, one spectator has seen enough. "This is getting boring," John Ginger said before he walked up behind Kano and, without warning, stabbed him in the back with his butcher knife. The pain made it hard for Kano to concentrate on the match, giving Ogoleithus a chance to pin Kano's arm on the table. The crowd cheered, mostly because the match was over.
"Didn't see that coming," Gareth said to Lilith, who nodded in agreement.
"YEAH!" Ogoleithus yelled. "I'm still number one! Suck on that, shit-stain!" Ogoleithus then got up to go to the buffet. Meanwhile, Kano glared at John. "That was a dirty trick, mate," Kano growled.
"Meh. you were never really my favorite character in Mortal Kombat anyway," John shot back. "And now if you'll excuse me, I gotta find the men's room." With that, John walked off to find the nearest bathroom. Kano, in the meantime, plotted on how to get back at the man who cost him the arm wrestling match. He soon realized that the tournament would be the most appropriate time to do so.
to be continued...