Kelvin had shifted his bone arms into a large bone axe. He raised it high and smashed it down on the guy who thinks they are playing rugby, not racing.
The axe didn't split the man's head open. The axe actually shattered after smashing into the man's head. Kelvin was surprised as the man smashed into him. The two of them went down immediately.
The air was knocked out of Kelvin's lungs, but he didn't let that stop him from fighting back. He grew spikes on the bones in his bones to defend himself. The spikes grew out of his skim and turned him into a porcupine of sorts. He became something no one should be hugging so tightly or wrestling with.
Anyone else who was pinning him down like that would have been impaled on many spikes and come to quickly regret their decision to tackle him. But not this man. The spikes didn't hurt him at all. They couldn't get past the red, glowing film of force on his body.
The man was largely unharmed. He was also punching Kelvin without regard for the spikes. Any spike he punched would break even though his fist had smashed against their sharp point. The force field coating his fist protected him. Then his fist would smash into Kelvin's face.
Kelvin, on the other hand, wasn't having much success. Any of his attacks bounced off harmlessly against his skin. Despite this situation, it was the man who was getting angry.
He was shouting angrily, "You think you're so great, huh? You think you are so powerful? What do you think now? Do you think it is right to bully others because you have some power? I will teach you the errors of your ways."
He was ranting wildly as he cracked Kelvin's skull. He didn't even care that he was hitting a woman. He went out all out on dealing the hurt as much and as fast as possible.
Kelvin felt him growing stronger over time. His face was a mess and his eyesight a blur because of all the punches he had received. But he noticed something about the protective field surrounding the man. What he noticed made him reach his hand into the man's mouth.
He pushed his whole arm into the man's throat. The man choked and pulled his arm out. But he made pieces of his arm break off whenever the man grabbed him. This granted him enough time to really reach down into the man with his arm.
The man would have choked, but Kelvin didn't have the time to wait for that. He turned his arm into a bony root. He grew bony spikes within the man where the protective film didn't reach. Then he tore the man apart from within.
The man's eyes widened in pain when the spikes appeared within him. He would have screamed because of the gut wrenching pain, but there was something in his throat. His stomach burst open, and he died.
Kelvin pushed the man off of him only to see most of all of the remaining competitors had stopped to watch their fight. They were waiting to see if the monster would be vanquished by the hero of the people.
He wiped the blood off of his face and said, "You all deserve to die."
This wasn't about his greed for kill count. He would have still killed them even if they didn't deserve to die. This is more about them being stupid and how stupid people don't deserve to waste resources by living.
The Patriarch always said, "If you are not willing to do everything to survive, then you don't deserve to live."
Here are the people who stood to watch a fight against an enemy. They didn't join the fight to help. They also didn't use this opportunity to escape. Instead, they chose to watch.
In his opinion, they are stupid and deserve to be killed for it. He also thinks the man he just killed had wasted his time to save them, but that was the case right from the start when he turned back from escaping even before the people he was trying to save turned into such disappointments.
So the chase resumed. This time Kelvin prioritized speed above everything else because about five or so others have gone too far ahead. He couldn't allow another five to overtake him, so he left some people he could kill if he moved to the side just a little bit.
Instead of hunting them, he was actually running with all his might to overtake them and didn't bother to kill them if it would delay him. It hurt him to let them go more than it hurt him to have his face cracked open so many times, but he did so. He did so and cursed them with Alina's cute voice.
The race ended with him as the 9th to finish the 1,000-meter race. He had wanted to stop before reaching the finish, like to kill the people coming up behind him, but he didn't want to risk a loss. Especially since he couldn't completely block the whole track.
Many ideas flashed through his mind about how to kill more people, but he rejected them in favor of crossing the finish line. The 10th person to do so made it too late for him because a notification appeared in front of everyone.
-End of Game.
Everyone sighed in relief when they saw the notification. Even the 50 people or so that failed to cross the finish line were relived.
Relief turned to boldness, which made someone finally talk back to him. It was a lady that did so.
She said, "If you are so confident in yourself, tell us your name."
He smiled sweetly at her with Alina's face and said, "I am Augustus Many Faces. For now, you can call me Alina Gold Light."
She said with hate in her eyes, "Good. I don't think that's your name, but we will search for you. You will regret what you have done today."