The Nightmare Fighting Tournament 소설 & 이야기

As Soon as Jake finished, the smoke started to cover the ground of the arena again, only to find two people standing in the middle once the smoke disappeared. Jake could be seen flying in the air as he spoke again, "I would like to welcome the fighters and on the left side, we have Slaughter, whose class is an Oracle, and on the right side is Ultimate Guide whose class is a Gunner, Now as soon as u hear the Battle horn you will start the battle, rules are simple, you win if you knock your opponent out, or they Surrender, with these LETS START THE MOST AWAITING TOURNAMENT OF THE YEAR" Jake finished speaking and after 10 seconds the horn could be heard which indicated that the battle has begun

"He's fucking awesome and just as nervous as I am." 'No, I’m not.’ Stark growled inside my head. Yeah, he’s a fucking liar. We walked through the border with ease, perks of having Brax’s Beta with me, and Elora showed me the way to the tournament. It was held in something that looked like an arena. Since they hold these tournaments for seventeen-year-olds four times a year, I guess they’d need a good place to hold them. "Are you going to sit with me? I’ll be in the front."

he said, pointing to the field where I was going to fight Jake. I sighed. How was I going to explain it to him? “Alright, listen. The festival is comprised of five games: mountain climbing, swimming, racing, fighting, and hunting. Now if a pack wins all except the fighting and hunting, he would be on the same score as his opponent.“ I said. "Okay,” he narrowed his eyes, ” then if we, the Nexton, won the mountain climbing, racing, and swimming but not the fighting, the Viola pack would have almost the same score as us.” He asked, and I nodded.

“The remaining bandits around the capital are all dead and cold.” "Very well …" Kael replied. “Now that everyone’s here … On to the table.” The team took their seats with Kael at the head of the table. They all looked at the Divine Knight, waiting for him to continue. "There will be a tournament coming up in the Lower Ring of the capital, held in Morgad Arena. And this is where we will finally take our first step in catching the Forgotten Winter." “A tournament?” Tristan said, furrowing his eyebrows. “But how certain are you that they’re gonna show up?"

[Welcome to Eternal Nightmare. Survival is victory.] The cold, robotic female voice blasted through the dark while I was sprawled on the couch doomscrolling. The next second, a white flash nuked my vision and forced my eyes shut. When I opened them again, my living room had straight-up rage quit and turned into a blood-red wasteland. "Okay, what the hell?" I squinted and spotted my six-foot-two husband, Adrian Chase, already doing the whole protective-dad thing with one arm around our son.

A message pinged as I was about to drop my phone, it was a reminder from him that the second round of the Tournament would be held today at the Creek side pack. The tournament was made up of 3 rounds, the first was a pre-tournament training session where warriors sparred with each other and whoever had a sponsor would commence to the next round, then the 2nd round was where some were removed and the top 20 were selected from the lot and then... the final round, the players were all put in an open field and left to fight to see the final winner. It was really looked forward to and anticipated by all wolves so much that some had bet on some warriors. I smirked as I thought of my mate, feisty a

My notebook was filled with insults and mockery. Under the endless harassment, my grades deteriorated day by day. I tried fighting back by seeking help from the teachers. However, they stayed silent under Wyatt's pressure and scolded me for not focusing on my studies. I tried escaping the school, but the security guards dragged me back every time. The school walls were so high, like a prison, a cage that meant to trap me here forever. I had nothing left. Wyatt had single-handedly ruined my future. One day, I secretly bought a small knife from a corner shop. I dreamed of slashing his throat every night. But in the end, the knife was turned on my wrist.

The next morning, Zoe and Sara made their way down the grand staircase, the scent of breakfast wafting through the halls. As they neared the entrance to the dining hall, a crowd of students gathered around a large parchment pinned to the wall, each person vying for a glimpse. “What’s all the excitement?” Sara wondered aloud, exchanging a curious look with Zoe. They moved closer, weaving through the crowd until the words came into view: Nighthaven Academy Annual Tournament Announcement All students are required to participate in the upcoming tournament to showcase combat skills, resilience, and strategy. Competitions include solo and team rounds. One month remains for training and preparation

Your sister is next! Your, Nightmare There was a roaring wolf stamp and the end of the letter. I wonder how they know that I'm alive. First of all, I don't even know who 'they' are. After brainstorming I concluded. I think I know who they are. They surely did not name themselves but they did leave a small sign. The roaring wolf confirms it.

Darius Wong, a prominent figure in the construction industry and the host of tonight’s big game which will hold at an underground facility beneath one of his inconspicuous warehouses along the outskirts of Ewon. He looks like he wants to ask something, so Nova approaches him and I watch the frantic interaction before Nova looks at me. “He wants to know who’ll be going in his fighter’s stead, boss?” Entering this tournament will bring me closer to my enemies than before. With such stakes hinged to one game like this...to kill that fucker and provoke them to make a move first, “I’ll be going”. All eyes fall on me with disbelief, especially Charles’ comical look of shock; ‘Funny’. I stride forw