"Have some food, or else you wouldn’t have any strength to fight, and our boss wouldn’t be happy."
The assistant ordered the mouth-watering food to be placed right outside the iron cage. He laughed and taunted them by saying, "Go ahead, ignore the food, it’s just that this will be the last meal for either one of you."
After seeing Anton’s angered expression and Oleg’s indifference, the assistant checked the time.
"There are four hours left. Enjoy your last period of tranquility."
The assistant then left with the others.
Oleg stretched his hand out of the cage and quietly stuffed himself with the food.
"... Mr. Oleg, are you gonna fight me?" Anton lowered his head and asked softly.
Nevertheless, Oleg did not answer. He only tore the meat into small pieces, before chewing them slowly.
"We can break free as soon they open the cage!" Anton lifted his head. "As long as we can rescue Nikita, we won’t be threatened by them any longer!"
