“You’re back.” Daemon said as the door of his room opened.He’s not actually in his room. He’s still in the same treatment facility where he’s being tended to and, the reason why he’s alone here became clearer to him after spending a whole day in it when he woke up. It’s probably for the sake of his own safety. This is the only reason he can think of because, the only ones who have visited him since he woke up are Ashley, Desmond, and the doctor who’s been treating him. Other than them, nobody else is allowed to enter and, besides that, there even seems to be a lock on his door. Proven by the sound made in front of it before Ashley is able to enter.That’s right. The one who visited him in that moment is none other than Ashley herself. The second highest ranking fighter in their division. Only second to Daemon himself which the teen finds to be ironic. After all, he hasn’t actually gotten that much stronger. The only reason he’s even able to get Leon’s rank is because there’s a cheat
There’s something else that happened that same day. An hour after Ashley left the room, somebody else took Daemon’s company. Though it would be more accurate to say that something else took his company because, the ones who appeared at that moment are none other than the demons from the depths of hell.[Asta: That woman gave quite the speech. I’m actually moved.][Baph: Yeah, I’d love to get her soul if that’s at all possible.][Asta: Nah, that’s not possible for you anymore. You already have the quest and reward set right?]“Did you guys see everything?” Daemon asked, unbothered by the fact that they popped up again.This has become something that he’s gotten used to over the course of time. That’s the only thing that can happen after all since, he has to deal with them on a daily basis. If he doesn’t adapt soon, then they would just irritate him over and over again. [Aza: With the girl or just everything in general?][Asta: Anyway, whichever it is, the answer is yes.]“So you were
Ten days passed. There isn’t any news about Daemon that circulated within these ten days, all they know is that he’s still recovering which nobody really cares about. All that’s important to them is the fact that Daemon isn’t able to accept any of the challenges and, as a result, the rankings of the martial artists have changed drastically.During his absence, this is naturally given to the one who is on the first to throw the challenge. But right as this happened, the others came to challenge this person. This is the one thing that they forgot to place into account. That, if they do get Daemon’s ranking, then they still have to deal with the rest of the martial artists who want to get the spot before the finalization of the scholars that’d be sent in the Academy.Five of these ten days are spent in brutal combat. Everyone used whatever means they deemed necessary in order to gain the upper hand. Petty and cowardly tricks, those that are reserved for the lowest of the low and those th
“How…”That’s the only word that could come out of George’s lips. He couldn’t say anything else other than this single word. As if the rest have been stuck inside his throat. Unable to get past it anymore as Daemon continued walking inside the cafeteria – both hands inside his pockets as he gave a quick scan of the room.“You should finish your sentence you know.” Daemon’s eyes continued going around the room. Everyone lowered their gazes – staring straight at the floor. As if looking at Daemon is the most terrifying thing that can happen in that moment.“It isn’t good manners for you to leave it hanging like that.” Daemon’s eyes finally went back to the initial target. The one who’s causing a scene and is standing on top of a table.“Anyway, what are we doing today guys? Why are you all here?” Daemon asked in a casual tone, continuing his way inside.Behind him, another figure soon came out. This being none other than Ashley herself. The woman who didn’t join in on all the fighting t
There are a number of rules that govern the whole of the Elites organization. It is through these rules that it remains stable despite everything that’s happening within the four corners of the organization. There are fights and deceit every day and there are even killings that go on when things get too intense.Some of these happen as an unfortunate consequence; nothing but an accident. Yet most of these come into light because they are intended. That is the level of intensity of all the challenges and battles that go on in the organization.Nevertheless, despite all of the stuff that goes on, the Elites continued standing and, in fact, it even got better than it used to. The organization continued growing and growing until it reached a point where everyone respects and acknowledges it. All because it’s able to continue standing and present itself as a proper organization that’s got everything in order. And, this is due to the rules that have been perfectly crafted into the art of go
“Ladies and gentlemen!” The announcer came to the middle of the arena, brimming with life and energy as she opened with these words.The crowd automatically responded with an applause. One which seems to be too loud for the lack of anything exciting that can be taken from the announcer’s words. Though they already know what’s gonna happen here; that’s the reason why the crowd is so energetic.With all of the fights in all of the departments except the martial arts department already ceasing, everyone I already laid back and taking their sweet time. Chilling and recovering as they are given this spectacle that’d take their minds away from any thinking of the events that have passed. All they need to do now is enjoy the show that Daemon is going to provide them.“We are once again back in these sacred grounds! But this time, it isn’t to welcome a new martial artist that’d joined the ranks of the Elites – we are in for so much more than that!”The cheering continued to intensify and, has
Both of Daemon’s hands that are on his pockets are being charged with [Divergent Fists]. He’s charging them up because, even though this is a skill that only requires activation, he wants to also be able to freely use it whenever he wishes. This means he’s got to use the principle that works behind the creation of the attack. Something that Naga Kazem personally taught him.“Think of your fists as a sort of sponge that takes in as many water from a river as it can.” Naga began. The preliminary part of her instruction.As she said these words, Daemon remained on the ground. He lay there flat, unable to move because of all the soreness and pain that he feels across his body. Something which Naga personally caused unto him from the whole duration of their trainings.Meanwhile, Naga is right in front of his face. Standing with both her arms crossed below her chest as she continued with her explanation reg
“Thirty-one contenders!”The voice of the announcer echoed across the whole of the Arena once more. Amplified further by the microphone she’s holding which connects to all the speakers of this place. Her words came as soon as Daemon finished his enemy again. With the fight lasting no more than five seconds which, for its whole duration, only has Daemon as the attacker. Just like every other enemy he defeated before this one, his swift victory is brought about by a punch – the Divergent Fist.“Everyone! Daemon has taken down thirty-one of the sixty-five fighters that are lined up for today!” The announcer added. Ramping up the energy and setting it up for another wild cheering from the crowds. A cheering that has also reached its peak.“They’re so loud.” Daemon mumbled as he folded his fingers into a fist. Feeling the leftover energy that comes from what’s been drained by [Imp