[THIRD PERSON POV]
Levis Rosequartz was standing calmly within a large room with walls covered with differently shaped doors, his blonde hair shifting slightly as he turns his head to glance at his approaching teammate, Galuf Gargaron. "Got us a third." He comments dryly, holding up a star between his fingers as he steps closer to the blonde. "Of course, it's easy pickings for us. Did we even need to trip 'em up?" His question was mocking as he let out his inquiry, the teen showing no care to how the silent black haired teen flinched, the rest of the Walkis team wandering around the room in different areas without a care toward the race they were participating in.
"I never go easy on my opponents, no matter how weak they are." Levis retorts, glancing over carefully to the silent Fang as Galuf cackles behind him once more. "Gya hahaha! It's all about winnin' for you! You really won't go easy on your little crush either then, right?" Levis held back a wince at the mocking words, watching as Fang's hands clenched tightly into fists as the boys eyes sharpen further into a deep glare. "The way you laugh is so vulgar." Levis brushes off his teammates question with a jab, the boy returning to silence as he lets his thoughts wander,
'But it's true, I fixed this race. It's not about ability anymore, not that they'd be a challenge anyway. I would just hate to hurt such a pretty face.' A loud banging sound breaks him from his thoughts, the room he, Galuf and Fang are standing in shaking violently as the banging sounds get closer and closer. "What was that?" He darts his eyes around the room, catching a glimpse of Fang covering his head with a hood again as Galuf staggers slightly from the violent trembling of the room.
"It's heading our way!" Galuf warns loudly, Levis clicking his tongue in response as he growls out, "That's impossible...I made sure to set powerful challenges in their way!" A muffled sound of spells being casted reaches his ears as the banging gets closer, "Sounds...Acceleraise Boost!!" Levis tenses as he complains within his mind, eyes darting around him quickly to prepare himself for an attack, 'This manor is built like a maze, you'd have to bypass innumerable walls...unless...' He gritted his teeth, his body tense and eyes wide as the wall in front of him shatters.
The Easton team was standing atop of Abel Walker's large, spider like doll, music notes floating around them from Margarette Macaron's magic and arrows pointing upwards on the three heads of the door from Abyss Razor's spell. Lance Crown had his wand drawn and at the ready while Kat Ride and Dot Barrett held the ankles of Mash Burnedead, who was tilted forward to bash the walls down with his head. 'They broke through them?!' Levis couldn't help his shock at the sight, noticing how Kat grinned widely at their formulated plan.
"Hey," Mash began bluntly, speaking coldly as he eyed Levis carefully, "I realized it'd be easier to get the stars after beating the snot out of you. I'll try to go easy on you too." His words almost seemed mocking, his voice ringing in Levis' ears and prompting the blonde teen to scoff as he comments back, "Well then...I guess you're not so weak after all." The room felt tense with that comment, the Easton team landing on the floor gracefully while those from Walkis group up into a line.
Kat's eyes lingered on Fang for a moment, the now hooded teen wincing as he recognizes the look, 'Angel told her anyways...' He held back a sigh at that thought, taking his hood down due to the recognition lingering in his sister's eyes. "Oh? Revealing yourself already?" Galuf uttered out mockingly, casting the teen a glance and causing him to shrug as a response, "No point in hiding it." Fang spoke gruffly, his words brought confusion to those in Walkis, the other teens wondering his connection with the strawberry blonde girl from Easton, Charles Contini catching how the younger teens eyes seem to linger painfully on the girl before they dart away and to the floor.
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Angel With Broken Wings
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