Taste of Freedom - [TXT FF]

EPISODE 9

⚠️Warning: Mentions and details of violence and blood ⚠️

Hueningkai was shoved towards the curtains, and he peeked through them.

To his great relief, Yeonjun was indeed alive, currently caressing the lion he had just fought. The lion's mane was completely drenched with his own blood, and Yeonjun still did his best to comb some of it out with his fingers.

To no avail of course, but like this, the animals and the crossovers reassured each other that they have each other's backs.

Hueningkai remained very still.

And that became an advantage to the keepers, having never seen animal stay so unmoving before.

Without any hesitation, they swiftly grabbed a syringe and pierced Hueningkai's arm, kicking the IN-MAL-1 in.

"LET THE THIRD ROUND BEGIN!" the headmaster bellowed.

Hueningkai subconsciously felt the ropes and chains being taken off him, and that rods were pushing him into the arena.

Yeonjun could only spare a few glances at the youngest, whose eyes were glowing a soft blue green, before nearly breaking into tears.

Years ago, when they first came to the cirque, he swore to himself that they'll escape before one of their youngest would have to face this.

But it was too late.

Hueningkai was hypnotized by the IN-MAL-1, and he will only break free in twenty minutes, once the limit wears off.

Yeonjun felt the second syringe in his arm, and the effects kicking in right after, his eyes flaming amber and red all at once.

Now, all his heart prayed was that he will not kill Hueningkai. He knew he'd immediately let himself be murdered if that happened.

The audience stomped their feet in anticipation, yelling and cheering on. A lot of them were very interested in the younger male who was new.

"He looks much healthier than everyone we've seen so far!"

"I bet that puma is no older than 3 years old."

"I place bets that this newbie will lose!"

"Nah, the other just went through a fight; it's a miracle he still stands."

The shouts became louder and louder, the aura of the cult settling into every corner of the room, taunting the two crossovers in the arena.

Satanic.

That's all Hueningkai would come up with.

Yeonjun's eyes glowed in two separate colors as he circled his opponent. Hueningkai, whose blue green eyes had not an ounce of waver in them, did the same.

His hands swiftly moved over the sand, his feet supporting his balance as he continued stalking around his opponent.

The loud gong of a bell rang throughout the arena.

The match had begun.

Yeonjun moved first.

He leapt off the ground, attacking Hueningkai head on. The youngest dodged it in the last moment, swiping his leg onto the older's head.

SMACK!!!

Yeonjun howled in pain, scrambling backwards.

Hueningkai slithered to a stop, panting in between his breaths as he observed Yeonjun. The older was out of focus, which gave Hueningkai the perfect opportunity to attack.