Rap On!

The hour passed quickly, and Zen received news that the rap battle stage was prepared. All he had to do was teleport to where the crowd was waiting.

Gulping nervously, he glanced at Hernie, who gave him a reassuring pat on his back.

“Don’t worry about it,” she told him. “There is a handicap for you, so you can refer to the lyrics. The most important thing is the flow and the passion during the competition. It’s ok to make up some parts on the spot accordingly. Lil’ Mushade doesn’t do freestyle, so you have an advantage if you can. There’s no need to pay too much attention to the rhyme.”

Taking a deep breath, Zen mentally prepared himself for the first and probably last rap battle of his life. Waiting to be transported to the rap arena, Zen revised the lyrics. Acc