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"Sorry, Mr. Sinclair said he doesn't want to see you. What are you all waiting for? Go give our superstar the attention he deserves!" The men grinned at me with leering eyes. This time, I had no strength left to resist. … From start to finish, Irwin never stopped laughing. He used his phone to record every humiliation I suffered. He said Hadrian wanted to watch it and reminded me that I should perform well. In the end, my body couldn't take it anymore, and I passed out. When I woke again, night had fallen. The room was empty. I was filthy, and my body ached as if I'd been run over by a truck.

Jake appeared in front again and said, "A brilliant performance from Unique identity which sends Fleabag back and out of the tournament, now I would like to request to miss rosy again to please take the names out and let us know the next fight." Rosy removed the names and Jake announced the next fight, "Fight no 6 will be against Nestfree vs Rooster". Nestfree was a druid and rooster was a swordsman, the fight was again one-sided, and the winner was declared soon and as everyone expected it was rooster.

A few days later, news hit the pack. That night, on the top floor of Thorn Tavern, something brutal happened. Elena Vance had been torn apart by Liam— shredded, nothing left to bury. The Chief Elder fought, tried to save himself. Didn't matter. Liam ripped his throat out anyway. When Liam came back to himself— when the Rampage faded and he saw what he'd done— the blood, the pieces, the ruin— something inside him broke for good. He stumbled out of the tavern and disappeared into the wilderness.

After ten minutes first fighter did his appearance in ring flashing his toothy smile especially at girls and threw some punches in the air bouncing on his toes. "Woah he is trying to attract girls ", Kiya whispered in my ear and I nodded in approval. Dub Dub My heart beat picked up suddenly ! "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THE MOMENT IS HERE FOR THE MAN YOU ALL ARE HERE TO SEE.... " "THE FEARLESS , LIMITLESS ..THE MAN WHO IS HERE NOT TO TAKE PART BUT TO TAKE OVER..THE ONE AND ONLY CHAMPION 'RAZE' ", The MC yelled through the microphone. The next second roars and whistles filled in the warehouse to no end.

Roy sighed like a man preparing for battle, knowing that in the end he will, of course, win. He cracked his knuckles, jumped up and down to loosen up, and began with a sarcastic two-step. They stood in front of the TV, pressed two-player mode, and started the game. 3. 2. 1. GO! Kieran countered Roy with a body roll so outrageous it could’ve been considered a war crime in some countries. Roy understood that he had to get serious. The living room turned into a war zone, a battlefield. Roy was sharp and deliberate, slashing the air with crisp movements like each beat owed him money. He slid across the wooden floor in his socks, shirt untucked and with a serious dance face.

They'll definitely be even stronger this year! [Wow, they're top students from an elite high school! They carry themselves so differently!] When Connor and I entered, the camera swung toward us. The livestream exploded, and the comments went wild. [What the hell?! Why are they here?!] [AHHHHHHHHHH! It's Anita Rivers and Connor Thompson! The joint champions from two competitions ago!] [Excuse me, but who are they?] [You must be new. Two competitions ago, these two destroyed the leaderboard! They took joint first by a huge margin and finished hundreds of points above the second runner-up!]

Stapsy ❣️ 🍭🍭🍭🍭🍭 Someone is about to be beaten up 💔😂😂 . . . .

"How revolting. I can't believe such a despicable man actually exists." "He started getting physical just because he failed to steal Isaac's girlfriend. He's the scum of the earth!" They then grabbed the slices of cake and glasses of champagne that were on a nearby table and began hurling them at me. It didn't take long before I was covered in cake and champagne, making me look utterly pathetic. I stood rooted to the spot, glaring at Isaac loathingly. I was going to make him pay for his transgressions against me. However, before I could make my move, a masculine voice resounded across the room.

Most people only ask about the topic or theme. “How about a regular battle with three guest judges, three rounds each person of sixteen bars per round? I’ll start first, and we let the best of three rounds win the battle?” Zen had no idea what it was, but he liked the idea of a blood-free battle for his ingredients. Those shades were the only things he needed from this weirdo, and he would explore other options should he lose this rap battle. “Deal!” Zen declared. “When will we host the battle?” Excited that there would be a new reason for him to perform again, the rapper declared that it would be held in two days.

There was free beer that we’d taxed out of a cargo ship just this morning, a ship that had been delayed by the storm and we were all enjoying the fruits of our raid while we watched badass men and women kick and punch and beat the hell out of each other. Tyga, the reigning champion had defeated three of his friends without breaking a sweat and was now awaiting his fourth adversary while beating on his chest like a deranged caveman. I shook my head at his antics while the crowd cheered for him and swirled the beer in my bottle before scanning the crowd with my eyes. I was sitting on a high railing so that I could have a proper view of all my people as I searched for the next contender who wou