the arena of death

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Yangyang was dehydrated and chained to the wall. He could barely lift his head up. He had come into the black arena to get money. Based on the rumors, he knew he'd be promised a lot but what he did not know was that the price of losing was a bigger one to pay.

"People are here for you," Oagoth said and he looked up weakly. He smelled of blood and his body was in pain.

"Yangyang! Yang!" Ten's voice echoed out loud and Yangyang looked up thinking that maybe this was his imagination. Starvation and torture did that to you.

"Hang in there," another voice said and his pupils darted to the side to see that it was Nabi. Yangyang croaked, his pupils wavering.

"No," he breathed. "No, it's not real."

Yangyang shuddered when Oagoth's voice rang out.

"That's it. I understand why you're here but it's time for you to strike a deal."

"No, don't do it! Don't!" Yangyang yelled out but they were gone just as fast as they arrived.

Johnny was worried but he knew that he had to make sure that they would be able to bring Yangyang with them when all of this was over. He took a deep breath, his mind going to his girlfriend. He hoped that if he survived this, he'd survive Dana's wrath as well.

He cracked a smile before turning to Oagtoh, waiting impatiently for an answer.

"What is it going to be, Junkyard Johnny?" Oagoth asked.

"Let us play against the team. No prize, just the boy."

Oagoth looked behind Johnny as if to count the people behind him. Jeno, Hansol, Nabi, Ten, Jaehyun.

"Sure. But if you lose—" Oagoth pointed at Jeno. "I keep the boy. I want him."

"No," Johnny hissed, Oagoth scowling his tongue slithering out of his mouth. "You are not taking any of them away."

"This is not your territory, Junkyard Johnny. You come in here, you play by my rules."

"Okay," Jeno said, nodding. Jeno knew that they wanted him simply because of the news that he was Draxian. He could see an influx of halflings around him, used as slaves and players of the underground. "Okay, Johnny."

"Definitely not," Nabi butted in, her hand going to grab Jeno's. This was the first time anyone has seen her defiant, challenging them with her eyes.

"A girl," Oagoth observed. "The player from New York. Your skills are no match for the underground, lady."

"That's for us to find out," Nabi answered.

"Take the deal," Oagoth snapped. "Don't waste my time. You have a full team."

Jeno nodded, taking matters into his own hands.

"Okay," Jeno concluded. "Now give us time to plan."

"What are you doing?" Jaehyun asked, glowering at Jeno. "It's too dangerous. What if we lose?"

"Then we just can't lose," Jeno replied.

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