Bullets and knives whizzed through the air in a deadly ballet of destruction—bullet, knife, bullet, knife. Each projectile aimed for its intended target, only to be deftly intercepted in a dance of evasion and precision.
First, armed with a gun; Felipe and Luke, both armed with pistols. The three leaders had descended into a fierce brawl, their weapons clashing amidst the chaos.
The cacophony of their battle resounded beyond the ballroom's walls, reaching the ears of those outside.
"Fighting? First is fighting!" Fifth exclaimed.
"What?" 27th's voice rang out in disbelief. "What in the world is going on?"
"I have no idea. But let's head back for now," Fifth replied.
Turning to leave, Fifth and 27th were halted by the appearance of two individuals.