Lr stories part 1: Power royale

Chapter 35: Bug Trap Part 4

The tension was palpable as the webbing dissolved into thin air, freeing William Dangerfield, Angelo Vasquez, and Kindliker Kluckson. The trio took a collective breath, their eyes locked on Delton Finches, who stood across the clearing, his muscular form twitching with barely-contained power. His cold eyes scanned them, calculating his next move.

But before Delton could strike, a ripple of energy pulsed through the area—Kindliker's doing. He had reactivated everyone's powers, the air crackling as their abilities surged back to life. The metallic scent of blood and sweat hung in the air as the battle resumed.

Announcer 1's voice blared through the hidden speakers, filled with a manic energy. "And just like that, folks, the tables have turned! Our contenders are back in the game, and this is about to get real messy!"

"Kindliker may have started out as a joke," Announcer 2 added with a hint of respect, "but he's shown that even the most unlikely players can change the tide of battle."

William's eyes narrowed as he felt the familiar pull of metal beneath his skin. The power surged through him like an electric current, and with a flick of his wrist, shards of metal tore up from the ground, forming a jagged shield in front of him. "Let's end this," he muttered to Angelo, who had already started shifting, his bones cracking and muscles stretching as he transformed into a massive, snarling wolf.

Delton smirked, his arrogance unshaken despite the odds. "You think you can take me down?" His voice dripped with disdain as he shot webs in every direction, hoping to ensnare them once more. But this time, they were ready.

William sent his metal shards flying toward Delton, who dodged with lightning-fast reflexes, his body twisting in mid-air. But as he landed, Angelo pounced, his wolf form a blur of fur and teeth. Delton tried to shoot another web, but Angelo was too quick—his jaws clamped down on Delton's arm, tearing through flesh and bone with a sickening crunch.

Delton screamed, his strength waning as he struggled against the savage assault. Blood sprayed across the ground as Angelo ripped into him, his primal instincts taking over. For a moment, it looked as though Delton might break free, his remaining arm flailing wildly as he attempted to shove Angelo off. But the wolf was relentless, his teeth sinking deeper into Delton's neck, crushing his windpipe.

With one final, desperate gasp, Delton's eyes glazed over, his body going limp. Angelo stepped back, his muzzle dripping with blood, as Delton's corpse slumped to the ground, lifeless.

Announcer 1 let out an excited shout. "What an incredible finish! Delton Finches, the spider of Power Royale, has met his end at the jaws of our fierce wolf contender!"

Announcer 2's voice was more measured, but the excitement was clear. "This was a crucial victory for our heroes. But they'd better not rest easy just yet. There are still powerful players out there, and things are only going to get more dangerous."

As Angelo shifted back into his human form, panting heavily from the effort, William placed a hand on his shoulder. "Good work, man. We're one step closer."

Kindliker, still trembling from the intensity of the fight, nodded. "Yeah... but who knows what's next?"

Their answer came in the form of a sudden, ominous silence, broken only by the distant sound of footsteps. The three of them turned in unison, eyes widening as the air grew colder, the shadows deepening around them.

"And now, for an unexpected twist!" Announcer 1's voice returned, dripping with glee. "It seems a new player is entering the field... or should we say, an old champion? That's right, folks! Four-time Power Royale winner Junichi Sakamoto-Rodríguez is getting closer, and with his ability GHOST KATANA, the stakes have just been raised!"

Announcer 2's voice followed, filled with a sense of impending doom. "Junichi's GHOST KATANA is no ordinary weapon—it's a blade that exists in both the physical and spiritual realms, able to cut through anything, including the very essence of its target. Our contenders had better be ready, because this is a fight they might not survive."

The chapter ended with the chilling image of Junichi Sakamoto-Rodríguez's silhouette appearing on the horizon, his katana glinting in the dim light as he drew ever closer.

To Be Continued...