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The moon was getting higher, showing that midnight had arrived. But instead of silence accompanying the night, there was loud cheering from the audience and supporters at Night of the Beasts. After competing against nine people in the first match, the winners would enter the main event. The essence of Night of the Beasts itself was fierce fighting, like monsters roaring in savagery, trying to find prey to devour and destroy into pieces. Many lives were lost in this fight to the death, but since it had become a traditional event, dying in battle was considered a proud feat. They would be seen as brave warriors who fell in the battlefield. Meanwhile, winners with wounds on their bodies wouldn't be healed. It was like a permanent tattoo showing they had won the tournament with life at stake