“The Cobra’s maneuver”. Clark muttered in a surprised and shocked tone, as he recognized the battle art Sonia was using immediately on seeing it.This battle art was one of the best available in the Sparta republic. And it was not even created there, it was created from a significantly more powerful high-grade country.It was one of the rarest battle-arts, and can only be bought by influential individuals of the Spartan republic. The Spartan republic was only able to get it in its archives, after paying a mouth-watering sum of money to the creators.This out-of-place realization only made him think more about what her real background was, as this battle art was not attainable to soldiers with unimpressive backgrounds like himself.As all these thoughts and realizations flashed through his head, the person in question was completely unfazed.    

           At this moment of truth, Clark felt really conflicted, he was not able to make decisive moves the way it was expected from a soldier like him. His military mind told him to just silence him quickly, then get on the run again, but he could not.After opening his eyes, he looked directly at Eminem as they engaged in a ridiculous staring contest to see who was stronger-willed.           “Hmmm”. He suddenly sighed as his shoulders slumped down. Eminem was already more than a stranger to him; his conscience could not validate his reasoning to kill someone who he already regarded as his friend. He valued friendship.He just couldn’t bear the thought of killing this familiar face, just because it was convenient for him. His energy reserves disappeared mysteriously, he felt weak all of a sudden.      &nbs

As Clark was brought to the highest part of the ship, his vision broadened as he was finally able to get a lot of other details about this warship and the people residing in it. His speculation was verified, as he discovered that this was a seafaring fleet consisting of 3 enormous and well-armored warships. He also noticed that the warship he was currently on was the biggest of all 3 ships.            He noticed another very important detail, due to his keen observation. The warships were all glaringly damaged in some places, bringing him to the conclusion that they probably engaged in a fierce battle not long ago. “With so much damage incurred, this shows that this fleet probably consisted of more than 3 ships before”. He thought in silence while following the doctors robotically.            Knock! Knock! The leader of the doctors advanced forward to k

Tides rose and fell, winds stirred and calmed as the Camelotian fleet continued sailing across the calm sea while enjoying the bath of the blue sky filled with white clouds. It was now already over a month since the fleet started their journey after undergoing repairs. During this time, they were lucky as they didn’t encounter any other hostile fleets and forces. The ship’s scanners also haven’t detected any place with a high concentration of exotics yet, so they practically just sailed aimlessly without a specific direction. Clark felt homesick living in a strange unknown ship where he was treated like shit, but he persevered, restraining his longing, as a beggar was simply not a chooser. It felt to him like the days were being rolled over like book pages, as another week quickly elapsed. The fleet finally stopped after so long, as their scanners detected a location under the sea with a high concentration of exotics. This was Clark’s first ti

           A year quickly passed like the wind, as the higher-ups of the Roman Empire fleet finally started plans for their gladiators. After so long of high-intensity training, the anticipated and dreaded elimination round began. During Clark’s time training in the ship, he forfeited making friends as he was sure that 99.9% of them were going to die by the time the tournament is over, if not 100% of them. That was how deadly of a situation he was in. Despite this fact, he was still a human, in the end, he became closer to 2 people than all the others. They could not be considered bosom friends, but they were close. His 2 new companions were a boy and a girl, Emily and Henry, a perfect combination to curb his yearlong boredom.            “Clark, I know you’ll probably blast through this elimination phase”. Emily joked to liven the atmosphere between the