Another trial, another 3 minutes fighting for survival... The killer this time is 1x1x1x1. Specifically, BETRAYED 1x1x1x1... That long white ponytail sways behind them with each of their slow steps, Daemonshank dragging along the ground, tiny sparks bouncing from the concrete. That domino crown perched upon his head stays straight with each of his steps, like the slow steps of a predator stalking their prey. His pitch black skin has a whispy effect around it, his bright red eyes flicking left and right, looking for his next target. One Daemonshank drags along the ground, while the Venomshank lies on his shoulder, ready to swing the second he spots a survivor.

That is... Until a swing of those swords is blocked by none other than Guest1337. And, before the being of hatred can even respond, Guest's fist is swung right into his transparent green torso, transparent enough to see his bones. The chains wrapped around his body jingle and clatter with the impact, knocking 1x1x1x1 back and causing him to lean on one of the swords for balance... And he coughs VIOLENTLY. Like... ASTHMA coughing. Proper wheeze-coughing.

Is... Is bro good????? Surely the punch wasn't THAT strong...