Inch Away From Wining

Instantly, the stadium disappeared, along with the spectators' banter. The platform underneath their feet morphed into a rocky terrain. Draven unsheathed his sword and formed a globe of fire above his head, head light for his team. While Draven scanned the environment, his ears buzzed to their whispers. "Hey, where is the other team?"

"I don't know. I can't see them"

Draven muttered. 'Shit! They can operate in total darkness. This is bad'

His eyes glowed green as he shifted his vision. Looking far, his squinted eyes widened and his hands tightened around the guard of his sword. Osborne pulled his shield out and led his team. “Move forward" he said, while taking careful steps forward.

Osbor0ne took another step and looked to the side. A ghostly hand popped from the darkness and fell on his head and puff, it turned into a cloud of smoke. Osborne's head jerked bac

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