Aden, the deputy director, was pacing back and forth in front of the door, nervously putting his hands in and out of his pockets. It was not a big deal if Thomas lost the fight, but if he lost and got hurt, or even worse, if he died in the fight, that would be the worst disaster of all time.
How would he report to his superiors if the God of War died as a result of his actions?
Aden was worried sick.
“How about we just forget about this?" He considered just opening the door and walking in, but he decided against it.
He reckoned the fight had already started inside the room, giving Thomas no room to escape should he get into trouble. Aden felt like he was being tortured by each passing second. However, after about twenty seconds of waiting, the door opened suddenly.
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