Mr. Arkram's decreeing voice echoed through the training arena yet again as he called upon the next pair of fighters."Tiraz and Tristan, step forward. This is the final battle of the day. Better give it your all. Don't come to me later with a complaint"The anticipation in the air was palpable as Tiraz and Tristan made their way to the ring.Each of them exuded a distinct aura—Tiraz with his unwavering confidence and Tristan with his arrogant swagger.As they faced each other, Mr. Arkram's eyes held a hint of interest, a flicker of curiosity in this particular matchup.He knew there was potential for something special to unfold.Tristan, unable to contain his arrogance, met Tiraz's gaze with a sneer. "Ah, Tiraz. I've been waiting for this moment to beat you to a pulp. I hope you are prepared to be humiliated."Tiraz, unfazed by Tristan's bravado, flashed a mischievous smile. "Oh, Tristan. Is that all you've been waiting for? I hope you've brought your sense of humor, because you're g

Mr. Arkram leaned against his desk, his gaze fixed on the attentive students before him.With a knowing smile, he began to speak in his characteristic cool and composed manner."Power," he began, his voice carrying a hint of mystery, "is a fascinating concept, my dear students. It exists within each and every one of us, waiting to be awakened, waiting to be harnessed."He paused for a moment, allowing his words to sink in, before continuing."During special cases, such as intense battles or moments of extreme emotional turmoil, individuals may experience the awakening of their dormant powers. It is a transformative process, unlocking abilities beyond ordinary human potential."Tiraz and his friends listened intently, their previous encounter with Tristan still fresh in their minds.They now understood that what had transpired during their fight went beyond mere physical prowess.Mr. Arkram went on, his voice resonating with a sense of intrigue."But here's something fascinating, my yo

After his job as a delivery boy, Tiraz finally reached his small makeshift house.He sighed with relief, grateful for the chance to relax before the training session later that night.As he stepped inside, he closed the door behind him and took a moment to savor the familiar comfort of his humble abode.Glancing at the clock on the wall, Tiraz realized it was already 9:30 PM. He had limited time to prepare before heading to the city park.With a sense of urgency, he quickly changed out of his work clothes and into something more comfortable.As he moved about his tiny kitchen, Tiraz turned on the television to provide some background noise.The news program blared into the room, reporting various events happening in the city. It was a routine he had grown accustomed to, finding solace in the familiarity of the television's presence.While the news anchors talked about mundane topics, Tiraz's attention was momentarily diverted when a breaking news segment caught his ear.The reporter's

Tristan clenched his fists, his muscles tensing, ready to confront the threat head-on.Tiraz, however, held his ground, his mind racing with thoughts of Mr. Arkram's words.Remembering their two options, Tiraz whispered to Tristan, "We have a choice, Tristan. What do you say?""Do we run? or do we take this battle head-on?"Tristan sneered, his arrogance seeping into his words."You can run if you're too much of a pussy. I'll take care of this."Tiraz's eyes narrowed, a defiant glint in his gaze."I'm asking in case you're pissing your pants."Tristan's lips curled into a disdainful smirk, but he refrained from responding.He knew deep down that he needed Tiraz's support, even if he would never admit it out loud.Side by side, they took battle stances, their bodies tensed and ready to face the imminent danger.The golden aura that surrounded Tristan began to emanate once again, a manifestation of his awakened power.As their eyes locked with the sinister gaze of the serial killer, the

Tiraz and Tristan sprinted through the park, their hearts pounding in their chests as they sought to escape the unsettling emptiness that surrounded them.The once familiar pathway was now cloaked in darkness and shadows, the trees looming like ominous sentinels.They came to a sudden halt, their breaths ragged, as they realized they were trapped in the heart of the park.The dense forest pressed in on them from all sides, leaving them vulnerable and exposed.Tiraz's eyes darted around, his senses on high alert."Tristan, we're surrounded. We need to find a way out of here."Tristan's gaze swept the area, his mind racing to find a solution."There's no way out," he muttered, his voice laced with frustration."We're cornered."Suddenly, a flash of movement caught Tiraz's attention. Without warning, a knife hurtled through the air, aimed directly at his face.In a split second, Tristan reacted, his reflexes honed by his awakened powers.He reached out, grabbing the knife just inches awa