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Castle Obilivion

If Valius hadn't kept his composure, he would have jumped up with excitement at his success. Shien was going to enter the tournament, which meant most of the Concordia would throw their eyes to the man who nearly a myth. The disappearance of Sorcha would remain unknown to the rest of the world. Valius grinned to Shien before answering.

"Well, You're fight is the last of the first round, so I assume your fight begins twenty minutes from now at the base of the plateau. The tournament is moving along rather quick, so I suggest you warm up. I don't need any of my members being defeated by peasants. I wouldn't mind witnessing your defeat though. " Valius says before vanishing right before Shien's eyes.

Minutes later, Valius is in his throne room smiling as he prepares for change. The new castle was being constructed, and soon this throne room would be nothing.

Outskirts of the North

Pyrus and Demetrius are seen walking side by side to an old abandoned town. Pyrus has a smile on his face when seeing the wreck, but Demetrius frowns upon it.

"They clean out well. Not even my Dracules could track the stench of blood." Pyrus said. Demtrius looked at the elemental briefly

"You can't trust animals. they lack wisdom. They only follow their instincts." Demetrius explained in his opinion before Pyrus looked at him with spiteful look on his face.

"That's amusing, because the wisdom that your men possessed wasn't enough to stop my animals. Wisdom doesn't count when you're at the bottom of the food chain." Pyrus commented.

"Food chain eh!" Both League of Twelve members turned to see three trolls in their midst. "We trolls are at top of the food chain. Your flesh will be good in my stomach!

"Good. good.." Another troll said.

"HUNGRY!" The third troll shouted before charging. Demetrius and Pyrus drew their swords.

"You ready?" The excited Pyrus asked.

"Always, just stay out of my way." Demtrius answered.


Miami: The Hotel

While the trio made their way to their suites. Thugs dressed in gray and powder blue stepped into the hotel. The receptionists' eyes widened at the sight of the men. There were seven men in all, and all of them had one thing on their minds.

"You know what today is?" The man that seemed to be leading the group asked almost rhetorically. The receptionist that was spoken to shook with fear before answering.

"It... It's p- pay.." The woman tried to get out the man's fist slammed on the desk.

"If you can't speak... I suggest you shut the fuck up! Now, it's time to feed the Sharks. If you know what I mean." the gang member ordered.

"There's a problem... We... We don't..." The woman was backhanded in the face by the man.

"Stupid bitch! You mean to tell me you're not paying us. You're not gonna feed the Sharks. Do you know what hungry Sharks do?" This was another rhetorical question as he had snapped a few seconds after asking it. the men he had arrived with immediately began wrecking the lobby of the hotel. Smashing vases, destroying furniture, and demanding money from the people who were now in the lobby.

Sean's Estate

After finishing his drink, Sean began making himself think of dark and gloomy thoughts. This was only because his sister and her boyfriend were outside at the moment. He figured that if his thoughts were dark enough, it would rain. Sean made his way upstairs to his bedroom. He loved the sight of the huge room. The bed could probably fit a dozen people on it. The man removed his shoes before lying on the bed. He promised himself that he would only take a nap and then check on the progress of his men. He sent a quick text to a couple of his men in the area, informing them that Corissa should be looked after from a distance.

Can't wait till she comes to me crying about how he did her wrong. I get to tell her "I told you so," and put some heat in that guy's chest.