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It's such a long chapter I haven't proof-read lmao
Kim Taehyung
"What was that?!" My Father immediately demanded as I took my seat next to my Mom. I looked at him innocently.
"What was what?"
"You know damn-"
"We aren't doing this right now," My Mother was fast to send him a glare that made him recoil in his seat. "we have more important matters at hand."
"Ladies and Gentlemen," my eyes were tore from this to the middle of the stadium, one of the court members greeted with a loud cheer. "thank you very much for joining me on this fine day, as our recruits undergo their final main mission to become the Elite guard force that our precious King is tirelessly forming, not only for himself, but for those present here, and the city of Seoul."
"Today shall go as followed: each recruit will have two fights, the first one purely physical & the next a combination of physical and power-assisted, and will only end if a recruit withdraws from the fight, or ultimately, dies. I know what you're thinking," the host walked to the table of arms towards the entrance of the stadium. "wouldn't the disputes put you at risk if things get out of hand? Well let me tell you that-"
He suddenly pointed a gun at the audience and fired it, the bullet bouncing off an invisible electromagnetic fence, which upon activated, became a violet colour. I released the shaky breath I had been subconsciously holding. Jooheon looked back at me, a couple rows forward, giving me a nod.
"-you are incredibly safe. This fence can block water, fire, wind and earth powers, and also forbids the involvement of the audience in the fights. Now that the formalities are over, let's get into it. From House Ilsan, Park Gunhee & from House Daegu, Nakamoto Yuta."
The crowds roared with applause as the two took the centre of the sand-filled stadium.
"House Daegu is at an advantage," Seokjin leaned over to me. "he's taller and thinner, he can dodge quickly in physical combat. But House Ilsan excelled using weapons during training."
"I can't believe this is actually happening," Haneul leaned into Minhyuk, who was clearly uneasy too. "Why couldn't you have just picked them out, Dad? Why are you making them fight to their death?"
He chose to not respond, eyes squared centre stage. As always, it was just a show of power for him, as he probably couldn't comprehend that these people had families, and loved ones watching too. A sharp yell from the sand forced us all to look down, the recruit from House Daegu on the floor clutching his bleeding shoulder. Before him stood the one from House Ilsan, a menacing look on his face as he shot once more, at his leg. House Daegu screamed out in pain, tapping the ground three times.
Medics ran in his direction as soon as he surrendered, helping him out. House Ilsan was considered a winner.
