Whitt entered the ring, the last remanents of the snake bouncing on her hips with each step she took. She thought she was ready to face the big brute and claim the title of Predator Champion, but when she saw he was somehow still raging she froze up. A few sword swings later and it became clear her rapier was nothing more than a toothpick for the behemoth... and when he reached down and plucked her up by her scarf, she knew her fate was sealed.

And with that, the Tournament comes to a close with Maul as the Champion of the arena! We offered him some prize money, but all he replied, quote, "No thanks, I already ate." The rest of the competitors offer vague congratulations to the Wolf Barbarian, and promise that next year he'll be the one filling their guts. We'll have to see, folks, we'll have to see!

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So 7 comics over the span of two streams (approx. 8 hours in total, give or take.) was a heck of a grind, even if I didn't shade any of them. It's a shame I couldn't get it uploaded for Vore Day, but by the time I had finished with this one it was 3am and I was ready to pass out. Big thanks to everyone who voted on the original poll and who cheered me on and showed interest in the characters, I'm hoping to make use of the designs, as I was drawing these I could practically hear the characters banter and started to figure out their relationships with each other. Hoping to do a story or two set in this Vore Tournament universe, but failing that I'll be sure to do some art of them now and then to keep 'em aroud until next year, whatever that holds. <3

Happy Vore Day! ;D

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