Into the World of Twisted Wonderland Pt 2

👑 The Beautiful Tyrant: Chapter 69 👑

On the stage, the group finishes their performance, posing for the crowd, awaiting their reactions. Though it may not have shown during the performance, it wasn't until they stopped moving that the wave of exhaustion started to hit, panting and wincing a bit from the exertion and injuries they acquired from Vil's attacks. "Is it...over?" Epel quietly says, loud enough for the group to hear through the quiet air, but not enough for the audience to know what he said. A moment later and the sound of clapping and cheers start to roar, filling the coliseum easily as they relax from their positions, seeing that they had a standing ovation from the audience. The group was shocked, but maintained their composure at the sight of people clapping and cheering for them, again, mainly not to push any injuries they received under prying eyes.

"Squeee! VIIILLL!" An audience member squeals.

"S-so beautiful..." Another audience member sniffles at the sight. "So beautiful!"

"Bravo! Bravo! Bravissimo! Wonderful!" Another audience member, one with a deep voice, proudly exclaims over the roars of other words from other audience members. Even Angel and Grim had to cheer for the group, though their cheers were overshadowed by the roaring crowd.

"Wow!" The host exclaims in awe. "A full-standing ovation, right from the first song! Those were the Night Raven College entrants, led by Vil Schoenheit...In an incredible opening performance!"

"Thank you, everyone," Vil says to the audience with a smile. "I'll see you all again!"

"Merci! I hope you'll stick around and enjoy the rest of the acts!" Rook adds.

"Thank you for listening to our song, everybody! That was a blast!" Kalim happily states. The audience only cheers at their words, some feeling admiration from the group, but most only focused on Vil. The group waved to the audience as they quietly and quickly make their exit to the hallway, the audience cheering even louder as they exit the stage. Once the group arrived in the hallway, they let out a breath of relief.

"Rgh..." Vil silently groans as he starts to relax, only to collapse on the floor moments later, shocking the group.

Rook and Epel quickly went to his side, quickly picking him from the floor. "Someone, bring me a spray bottle and bandages!" He shouts, where a staff member could here him.

"On it!" They say as they quickly head off, leaving Rook and Epel to help stand him up.

"I stayed standing on the stage to the very end, didn't I?" Vil asks to them, groaning a bit in pain.

"Yes indeed," Rook quietly answers. "The whole team did."

"Vil, you really pulled it off..." Epel says in awe.

"You didn't miss a single note or step," Ace states.

"You've got some serious guts, Vil," Deuce says in admiration.

"Vil isn't the only one deserving of praise," Rook states to the group. "That was the finest performance yet for each and every one of you. I'm proud to have shared the stage with you all," he happily says.

"It's a little early to start patting ourselves on the back, don't you think?" Jamil speaks up. "It's not over until we hear the results."

"But we done all we could do," Kalim states. "I'm sure our power shone through to everybody watching!"

Rook nods. "Indeed. All we can do now is pray that Lady Luck smiles upon us again."