Ghost hadnt felt true fear in a long time. When you live on the edge of the Styx, you grow to live for the thrill for the edge. Yet watching the carnage unfold today has left him stuck. His eyes glued as their fists landed, again... and again. The entire weight of their cruelty unveiled in red packaging.

He had seen many lose it on the field. A brains last ditch effort to survive. This was different however. They looked alive as the crunch announced the caving of bones. He could only watch.