As soon as Clark returned with his teammates, they organized and did a small team celebration before deciding to rest and watch the other battles of the day. The Captain also took out time to congratulate them on their first victory.
Their opponents today were not their match, so there was not much exciting stuff to discuss. The Lagoons team was among the freeloader teams, that were enlisted just to complete the quota for the tournament.
In the end, they just teased Arthur for being a stingy teammate before going to spectate other matches. When analyzed logically, he was indeed stingy as he monopolized 2 of the easy opponents for himself.
Half of the battles to be fought in the week were fought today. The battles were fierce as expected, as all the teams chosen had a certain degr
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On exactly the day that the 3rd round team tournament battles ended, the battle fixtures for the individual tournament were revealed. [Round 1 of the individual battle tournaments- 1st day: Friday.] #1 The Fierce lion vs The Rakshasha #2 Godzilla vs Alligator #3 World dominator vs the Perfect brawler [2nd day: Saturday.] #1 The Stranded dragon vs Frenzy Shark. #2 The Killer of dragons vs The Versatile fighter. … Excitement filled the battle arena, as the individual battle fixtures were revealed. World dominator was without contest the most popular gladiator, as some spectators chanted his name vigorously like he already won the individual tournament. After knowing the day that he was to fight, Clark ignored every other thing and continued his intense training. As he trained, the days slowly rolled forward while the first individual battles scheduled on Friday were quickly concluded. The w
Just like penetrating x-rays, the morning sun rays shone into the room, illuminating it with a golden tint. The tree leaves outside swayed leisurely, dancing to the rhythm of the morning breeze carefreely. As nature gradually reared its head full of grandeur, a pair of eyes snapped open as the boy squinted them to adjust to the light intensity. He yawned as his brain gradually cleared up, while he rubbed his eyes with his hand to clean them. He finally sat up, as he took in his surroundings with dreamy eyes. As he looked, something quickly caught his eyes, bringing a broad smile to his youthful face; his sleeping sister. He could not help but smile broader, as he recalled that today was her 15th birthday. The small and shabby-looking room did not take away his excitement, he was already used to seeing it. And, it’s not like their room was the shabbiest either, others had worse. He was sure that others were living in a poorer condition than his
As gladiators who qualified to be brought to the outer headquarters of the Seafarers alliance, Clark’s group was entitled to a certain amount of money for the duration that they fought for the Roman Empire organization. From this money entitlement, Mark hired a car for 1 day so that they could enjoy their day without looking for an alternative means of transportation. Clark volunteered to be the team’s driver for the day. No one objected, so he got the chance to drive his first-ever electric car. The feeling was novel to him, as he relished the opportunity given to him. As soon as they left their team compound, he carried his teammates in the car and sped down, moving straight to the highway. Arthur was still undecided, so he had no direction, he was just driving as his spirit led him. They all admired the huge buildings as their vice-captain drove them aimlessly around. On reaching the highway, they admired the massively interconnected bridge
“Hahaha, you fought so savagely Clark. I love it, keep it up”. Clark rolled his eyes at Mark’s words, as he went to rest in the nutrition cabin provided in the mech piloting room. The strain on his brain was enormous, despite it only being a virtual mech. As he rested, the others heaped praise on his performance relentlessly. He was the one who emerged victorious, after calculating the scores of all their battles. As everyone blabbered on, someone stood up from his cabin. The area immediately quietened down, as everyone watched Arthur approaching Clark. “Your performance…, very strong.” Arthur gave an evaluation, before pausing a bit, “but I will beat you one day”. Him saying this in such a harmonious atmosphere, completely ruined everyone’s happy mood. “What a shit-stirrer we have as a teammate”. The others felt like punching him in the face. “Hmmm…, I know”. Clark finally replied after being left speechless for a minu
After an intense round of exciting battles, the finalists for the 5th round of the team tournament were finally forged out from the rest. For the 5th round, the Roman Empire team was scheduled to fight one of the few teams with mediocre strength that qualified through sheer luck. They won the battle without suspense, enabling them to advance safely to the semi-finals of the tournament. The Microsoft Empire team and the United States team also advanced to the semifinals. The Red Band team, also a powerhouse team, was the last team to advance to the semifinals. This completed the required number of teams for the semi-finals, the other powerhouse teams could only gnash their teeth in regret as their opportunity was already lost. … A few days later, the battle fixtures for the semi-finals were finally revealed. Only powerhouse teams were left, so no one thought of facing an easy team. Though this was the widely acknowledged truth,
Though it took a while, the Microsoft Empire team finally grasped their opponent team’s strategy completely as they quickly started adjusting their formation in retaliation. After understanding their motive, the Great defender quickly made some swift maneuvers and easily escaped Arthur’s grasp. He charged forward, moving straight to where his captain fought with his shield steadily raised and held firmly. Clark did not panic on seeing this, as they already predicted this in their calculations. There was no way that their opponents would leave their team Captain to fight the both of them, they were not that foolish. He ignored the gradually advancing opponent, as he accompanied Mark in fighting the one that stood before them. World dominator was completely calm despite the injuries that he already sustained, he waited patiently for his teammate’s reinforcement with a poker face. It was an understatement to just say that he was angry. He
Minutes later, the battle was still raging fiercely. The battlefield shook from the impact and vibrations as the 5 cadets utilized all their strength, skill, and experience in the last effort at victory. The World dominator showed why he was the captain, as he spearheaded his team’s offensive bravely. His 2 teammates supported his offensive from both flanks, increasing the pressure that their opponents felt. The effectiveness at which the Roman Empire’s small remaining team of 2 fought, showed that the A.I’s evaluation about their teamwork was not without basis. Despite fighting in a disadvantaged battle against 3 strong opponents and one of them being the dreaded World dominator, they showed why they received such huge evaluations in their team effectiveness. Both gladiators fought impeccably like a well-oil
Clark feebly climbed out of his nutrition cabin, as Mark came forward to support him. The mental exertion was still affecting him, his hands shook unsteadily. Despite 10 minutes already being gone, the stadium was still extremely noisy from the excited cheers of the spectators. They kept on chanting World dominator’s name excitedly, as he already established himself as a gladiator legend in the Seafarers alliance’s arena. After noticing that all the gladiators were out of their cabins, a replay of the final moments of the battle was finally displayed to both the spectators and the gladiators. The stadium quieted down, as sound dampeners were activated to tame the noise. Despite his current feeble appearance, Clark was still able to capture what was being shown on the display. He clenched his fists as he saw himself being impaled on the chest by his opponent’s sword. His expression kept on fluctuating, as Mark slowly patted him on his back.