Kahmori smirks in what could almost be agreement at Wacko's words.<br/>"They taste so much better when they're afraid....don't they?"<br/>"Yes." Kahmori responds, still smirking. "They do. Enjoy."<br/><br/>"Ooo-hoo-hoo! That *HAS* to hurt!" Kahmori murmurs into his mic as Wacko steps forwards, opens his jaws...and stuffs Arianna's head into them, violently ripping through flesh, artery, and bone to cleanly sever her head in that single, smooth motion "Wooo. I bet she didn't see that one coming! Oh well - it was either get digested while alive...or while dead. Does not really matter when you are gone, does it?! HAH!"<br/><br/>The Kitsune's attention is drawn momentarily by the vicious wretching in the audience as one of the members promptly throws up at the sight....then simply passes out. A slight frown crosses his face - though that frown is only momentary. Someone had picked her up and was carrying her out. Good thing, too, judging by the look on Kahmori's face.<br/><br/>The cameras remain focused on Wacko throughout the entire, gory meal. Only one continues to pan around, getting a nice look at the majority of the shocked faces in the audience. Yet, everyone watches silently. The grisly scene was only broken by the sound of a single individual throwing up, and the steady chatter of the Writer whom was quizzing the audience about this and that...and the replies of a couple of members of the audience to those questions.<br/><br/>Finally, Wacko is done...and the second he is, Kahmori brings the Mic up to his lips, laughing faintly "Ooohhohooo!! I do hope she was delicious, my friend! Eeesh, you made quite a mess, didn't you? Oh well - it was certainly worth it! Will give everyone here a little something-something to dream about tonight, hmm? Well, i think it is time we headed to a commercial break, to get this mess cleaned up!! " Turning back around, Kahmori once more puts on that award-winning smile, every camera in the joint focusing zooming in on him "Stay tuned, ladies and gentlemen!! Our contestants are dropping one by one! Who will end up being the ultimate predator? And who will end up being the ultimate prey? We will find out as soon as we get back!!"<br/><br/>One of the Cameramen holds up a hand, counting down to cut-off. Five...four...three...two...one..."BREAK! You..." He points to the stagehand that had been sitting - stunned - in the first row of the audience "Clean this mess up. We have a minute and a half, folks!! Take a breather!!"<br/><br/>Kahmori - still smiling like a fool - hops up onto his little pedestal "Don't forget to put your Bracelet back on, Wacko. It's.....required. Hmm-hmm..." There was something in that smile that....well, didn't seem quite right. Whatever it might have been, though, is unclear.<br/><br/>"If you need to do something, do it now. Take a breather, get a drink. Got a minute and a half before the next round begins! Just think...two more rounds till we crown a winner!" Once more, the big Kitsune casts a half-glance at Jori in the audience, his eyes narrowing at her as he observes her from a distance. He was planning something, that much was for certain...but...what? That gaze lingers for only a few seconds longer, before he hops off of the pedestal, grabs the last bottle of the shrinking potion...and heads behind the curtains.<br/><br/>"Where did he go?" Exclaims one of the cameramen "One minute fifteen!! GET THAT CLEAN UP!" He yells at the Stagehand, who rushes into activity.