With a slight and sudden twinge in the now-awakened insanity of his mind, Eden decides that now was not the time to wait, but indeed the time to eliminate and teach the competition.

With a few quick and subtle steps Eden was already ahead of the soaring body of Necropolis, and before it had a chance to land Eden's hand gripped its throat from behind. Great, glorious warm blood flowed over his arm, following the trail of his fine body hair to curl to his elbow before finally dripping to the mat as if a crimson tear. "You would do well to listen to the words of sir Marius." Eden said, lifting Necropolis high into the air and forcing him back down, on his belly, and drawing back his head while sitting on his lower back.

The pressure mounted as Eden looped his arms into the nook between his arms and kidneys. With his arms pinned, and the pressure on his back mounting, Eden instead planted his feet and simply hurled Necropolis high into the air.