Livestream Hero

Chapter #60: [That Place of Madness]

The tournaments proceeded on it's usual manner, and as summary to the current day's events, the winning contestants were as followed:

In Station 1, Class A was the only remaining team.

In Station 4, Class B had been declared the winner, and in Station 5, Class L emerged victorious.

But perhaps what hyped up the audience the most, is the upcoming battle between Class D and Class S, respective winners of the Stations 2 and 3.

Class L had surprised the audience quite a bit, as they gave the Class B a hard fought victory against them. However, Class B's struggles were eventually cut off by Class A, as they swiftly eliminated Class B from the tournament... And now, it was finally time for the main event:

Class D of Station 2 against the Class S of Station 3.

"And here it is folks! The main event of today!!!", The announcer roared, which was immediately matched by the cries and cheers of the audiences. In the arena, Gypsy and Allen looked at each other. Despite their aces, they know that winning against Class S will be an uphill and rugged journey.

Gypsy then moved his gaze to the 3RD Prince, who held an eerie smile as he observed Gypsy's teammates. Abbey Tempest Aylward, the azure green haired prince scanned each of the members of Class D.

Notably, he sighed lightly upon gazing at Mely before moving on to Randeir. The Prince then looked at Allen, who awkwardly smiled and waved at him, although he was more focused on 'Jack The Ripper', Allen's Tales Summon. Finally, his eyes landed on Gypsy. The commonly blank eyes the he held glinted in interest, which seemed to be caught by the former, who immediately became wary of him.

The Prince's glee just grew. "Two Royals, each hiding their power. I wonder who's trump will outmatch the other?", Abbey spoke in a gentle, but riddle like manner.

It wasn't unnoticed either, as the audience immediately had their attention. "It seems like there's something to look forward into this match!", One of the announcers cried, with the audience cheering in response.

"Hohoho! It seems that things will truly heat up!", Another spoke with glee.

"Isn't that right? It looks like both teams will finally stop holding back!", Announcer James grinned at the two teams.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid that you are overestimating me.", Gypsy said, frowning at the Prince's words, before smiling curtly at the royal blood.

"Gypsy Veda, I shall look forward to your 'cards'.", The Prince said, ignoring Gypsy's statement, before he turned back to his group to give out orders.

"Make sure not to hold back." Gypsy observed calculatively. The man isn't normal, then again, most of Class S aren't normal...

Allen sighed as he removed his gaze from the Prince. For a moment, he thought on where to look, before he settled on Class A. Immediately, Silk came into view. He couldn't help but lightly flinch internally as he saw the look on Silk's face, as if he was her lover and couldn't wait for him to win the competition. Still, he sent the girl a friendly smile and wave.

He tried to look around his own team, with Gypsy giving out instructions and the others listening. Mely though, stared at him affectionately, which made him sigh one more time. Allen was brought out of his musing by a dark presence and silhouette which appeared behind his back. Looking at the figure, he couldn't help but shiver at his summon that returned to his side.

'Everytime I look at him... It's like those I've failed have come to haunt me...' A sudden thought he struck his mind as he stared at his summon. However, he immediately brushed it off and steeled himself.