The Elite Game

Chapter 98. The Sponsors.

With the collar safely in Miguel's hands, I turn my attention to the captives.

I head over, my mind settled on what to do with the little traitors.

Everett and her minions are still huddled in the room where I left them, their voices reduced to whimpers and fearful murmurs.

I stride into the room, my expression impassive. "The rest of you," I say, addressing my classmates who are present, "are going to be moving these five to a different location. They'll be locked up, but they'll be safe – for now."

The bound and bruised students exchange nervous glances, their faces etched with panic, a thrilling scene it was for me. I can't believe I decided to be under these people for ages.

"They'll be taken to a private room and locked up," I continue instructing the students.

They quickly spring into action, ignoring the protests and pleas of the captured individuals.

Everett, her shoulder still dislocated, glares at me defiantly. "You can't do this, Ande," she spits. "The prin