Bab 112: The Crown game.
Itri staring out at the game, as he smirks, "this will be interesting." he reaches the front of the gate, staring out, watching who would come out.
A thundering ring resounds, Anak and Hatz ready to go. "You guys." Shinbisu sighs, rubbing his temples, He sighs, contemplating knowing they would do this.
Placing his hand behind his head as he walks forwards, "Can't you be less impulsive?" They both respond in Sync, "I don't think this one is hard."
Shinbisu squints his eyes '𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒑𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒖𝒔.' he smiles "you're going to regret that." Anak smirks, Hatz remaining neutral.
Anak rolls the whip having a long patterned Dress as her tail sways lightly, her green skin only out paced by her darkened brown eyes.
Itri Grabs hold of the bar "Entertainment." Khun pulling him back, "Be careful, man." Hatz quickly adjusts to his opponents having messy black hair and a mesh of a tank top and robe on his shoulder.
The other drawing their weapons, their chanting priest near feral, a smaller boy drawing two sharp metal blades as the leader draws a needle.
said the leader, having a white tank top over a black short-sleeved shirt with spikey black hair a ribbon of sort protruding from the back of his hair.
Lero Ro shouting "Well, the counter is over. The first round of the crown game begins now!" Anak tightens the grip on her weapon. "This time, leave it to me."
Hatz gaze at her with Shinbisu, "Don't you dare cut in either!" Anak says to the opposing leader, responding, "What alone are you insane?"
"What, what's this!" the leader shouts, the shorter one continue his monologue, "Do you think we're Fools be serious!"
Anak gaze tightens "Serious you say, well that depends on you!" Itri gaze through his book, "I should've asked Lero Ro if we're allowed to use minions."
He shrugs, "Bah, I'll find out there doesn't seem to be a rule against it," The black hair sigh "gosh what are you, the queen of bluff or the King? I can't tell."
Kon clenches his teeth, Anger Seeping through him, "OK I WILL BE SERIOUS WITH YOU ALONE AS WELL!" A holler going to him "KON!" Dédé says
Kon arrogantly spewing nonsense "YOU'RE GOING TO REGRET WHAT YOU JUST SAID NOW HERE I-" the air trembles Anak appears mere seconds from him
Slamming his head, a pulse of air ripples out as he hurled into the Cornor of the arena in mere seconds, Anak Smiling as the other reacts in pure shock.
Itri Not surprised at all, immediately noticed by Khun "What do you have a counter to that amount of Strength?" Itri responds "I do."
his hands glows, crackling pulsing form his hand, a blade rising from it, the handle laced in a deep red grip, the pommel flat as a skull forms on the guard.
two bits protruding from it, the black blade a contrast to the bright white of the skulls," clatter resounds as glowing red eyes appear in the skull.
the skull Jaw Clenched Shut, he smirks, holding it with both hands, in front of him, "this baby," he says inspecting the weapon.
Dédé Shouting "KON, KON WAKE UP!" Kon out cold as blood seeps from his wounded head, his brain clearly in a mess, "that acceleration would've killed the average person."
Itri mutters, Anak Cracking her neck, Khun glances at Itri "I say we go on the second Round." Itri Shakes his head "the third round provides both an advantage and disadvantage."
he holsters the blade on his side, cracking again, forming as a simple dagger is crafted, the knife having an eye for the guard as a feather Pommel trails off the Silver blade.
he hurls it, the knife Pierce the wall, not a sound of wind fading, as he pulls his hand back, the dagger Shots back to his hand.
Creating two more of the daggers, he grins to himself, holstering them on his chest, Khun stunned, "how many can you make?"
He responds, again forming a weapon. "Well, an infinite number of variants really," he claps his hands, pulling them apart, "as edgy as this will be."
he crafts it an anchor shape that only the shape as the blades protrude, curving precisely on the edge, having an enormous reach,
A clear T shape on the pommel appears to connect to a consistently Changing Spectral chain. A rhombus gem slams itself in the container.
Against the blades, pulsing cracks running across them, he holds it over his shoulder, Khun stunned, "you're decking out heavily."
Itri Responds "this is heavily, huh. I figured a hundred would be like that." Khun stare "how would you even hold a hundred?" Itri closes his eyes, leaning back against the wall behind him.
"I won't answer that yet." Khun sighs, sitting down, Itri watching, after Khun gives up his persistent questioning, observing to see any changes in it.
"YOU PHONY LIZARD!" in the span it took him to gear up Dédé and his pal made themself a fool, "HOW DARE YOU!" Anak Rushes towards her.
Anak Hoisting the Whip back, it whips out extending as it cuts right past the air, a thundering Clap akin to a belt snap resounding.
The priest screaming his mythical language, as he charges the Lizard with full forces, he thrust his fist towards Anak, slamming her temple.
No reaction, her head tilts slightly, "ya, she wipes the floor with them, Anak moves her arm slowly, placing it around the priest, crushing down.
"AAAGH!" he shouts as it cracks from the force, hurling the guy twice her size to the back of the arena, as Dédé charges her She Spins, throwing her April to her other hand backwards.
Grabbing the needle tip, she pitches Dédé over her shoulder, throwing him by the needle across the Arena, Itri finally having a reaction.
"hehehe." Anak freeze, a rush of bloodlust so intense even those across the Ring Feel it, Rush towards her, Itri staring fairly intensely at her.
He lets off, "hey KHUN, I might have a change of plans." Lero Ro flinches, the intent not directed at him but felt never the less,
A Robe woman trembling on her legs. Her brown hair apparent as fear strokes her mind, "Ah my apologizes, I must have lost a little focus."
(let me remind you, this is his third life. Every single Inch of trauma across all three is amalgamated into one singular entity, Itri.)
He mutters, Lero Ro eyes widen, '𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅' he glances at Rak, "there has been a change of plans." Anak reels back, smacking all of them who got up.
She glances at the crown, picking it up, she throws it at Shinbisu, "you're the weakest of us. You should watch yourself on the throne."
glaring right at Itri, she narrows her gaze
(so for a point of reference I gave Anak a slight intelligent Adjustment as well as logically reasoning, So she is smart enough to not cockily put a crown on you add the insane bloodlust Itri accidentally let out he just push the round back by one.)
PERTIMBANGAN PENCIPTA 
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Ferasight I laughed when I wrote how he did that on accident.
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