Chapter 45 The Tournament Starts (part 3)

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This isn't good.

Even though I acted calmly, I was sweating bullets.

These guys are the spawns of the king, and if they all have that sort of glowing weapon then I am in a very bad situation.

Keep calm, act natural, the attack should have started already, so I only need to buy some time till this space crumbles and I can get the fuck out.

I breathed in deeply and exhaled.

"Stay calm, you have a fucking flesh titan, just stay calm. keep your calm and lets fucking do this thing! but just to be sure."

I flipped a few pages of my book and once I found the prayer I was looking for, I passed it to one of my empty hands, while with my two front hands I clashed the scepter, as I was praying.

"I lift this prayer up to thee, God! I beseech the protection of the Holy Spirit! I beseech thee, hear my prayer! Holy Protection!"

When the golden light enveloped my body, I breathed a sigh of relief and started to think.

The titan should be enough for these guys. I should concentrate on defense and continuing the creation of the cloud. Yes, I will be airtight. And if things turn sour, I still have those two prayers. The Nuclear solution .

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Patrick POV:

It was madness what was happening.

Ants and monsters were running before my cage, carrying various things.

The sound they caused almost gave me a heart attack, since it was the first thing I heard for weeks.

A was alone for that long as well, thrown into this cage even. not even letting me take the deal Phil offered.

At first, I thought that I would be freed by the ants, but they also left me here.

I wanted to scream and bang my cell. but the shackles didn't let me. I even had some sort of necktie looking thing, which blocked me from speaking.

What did I do to deserve this?

Sorrow and despair washed over me, cursing the man who helped me to integrate into this world, only for him to lock me up in here.

All I could do to pass the time is to remember about my old world and train the new power I gained.

I could only figure out how to activate and stop it, its actual function remained a mystery to me.

When I find a way out from this place, I will kill him! I will kill him for what he did to me.

After maybe hours of complete silence, the earth started to shake, the walls breaking around me.

Ting.

One by one, the shackles fell, finally freeing me.

I slowly stood up, getting the feelings back into my leg and torn off the necktie from my body.

"Ahhh. Aaaaaaahhhhhhh. Finally, Now how do I get out of here?"

Boom!

One by one, the bars of my cage fell out, allowing me the exit from my prison.

"Wow, this is my lucky day."

I took a deep breath and ran out.

I was quite surprised, seeing that there was no mold on the wall.

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