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We're going back to Y/n's POV
Following their extensive conversation, Arthur's thunderous proclamation echoed through the arena, signaling the commencement of the fierce battle.
As the chaos unfolded, I found myself standing in the line of fire, literally. Two formidable opponents, both females, charged straight at me, mirroring the strategic approach taken by the other boys who targeted Minho, Felix, and Hyunjin. My initial instinct screamed at me to evade and outmaneuver them. One of the girls exhibited an uncanny ability, seemingly teleporting to obstruct my every escape route. Simultaneously, the other possessed powers akin to Changbin's, relentlessly directing flames in my direction.
"Hey, do you comprehend how much this shirt cost!! Seungmin spent his pocket money for this!!" Overhearing Hyunjin's protest, I glimpsed at his predicament. One of the fiery projectiles had singed the edge of his shirt, prompting a dramatic lament.
"Focus on your damn opponent! Y/N, you great there?!" Minho's concern was evident, a stark contrast to his usual self, as he glanced between me, who was frantically evading, and Hyunjin, who continued his theatrics.
"Does it look like I'm fine? I'm literally rolling in the dirt and running full speed to avoid these two hyenas! So, no Minnie, I'm not doing fabulous here!" The intensity of the competition invariably brought out my annoyed and sassy side, occasionally even eliciting curses.
"Well, then use your damn capabilities!" Minho's retort echoed, but I chose to ignore it momentarily. I was determined to devise a strategy that didn't rely on unleashing my powers, attempting to find an effective attack without direct physical contact—an endeavor that proved increasingly unattainable.
This internal struggle reflected a recurring theme in every competition. While I sought to rely on my inherent skills, the temptation to wield my powers lingered, knowing that sometimes it led to success, while on other occasions, it resulted in a horrific outcome.
Lost in my contemplation, I accidentally collided with Felix, who, having undergone a metallic transformation, felt like an immovable force. Instinctively, he pushed me behind him, shielding me from the fiery onslaught that had targeted me initially. However, in doing so, the flames found a new target, engulfing Felix's arm. A symphony of screams echoed through the cage as the searing heat took its toll.
"Felix!!" My desperate plea for help reached Hyunjin, the weather manipulator of our group. Sensing the urgency, Hyunjin swiftly altered the atmosphere within the cage, transforming it into a wintry landscape. The sudden drop in temperature and the cascade of snowflakes provided prompt relief to Felix, yet he needed time for the metal to cool down.
Meanwhile, the other girl, having teleported to my position, immobilized me, pressing my face into the ground. The previous assailant, now wearing a mischievous smirk, advanced toward me, exacerbating the dire situation.
"Y/N!!! FELIX!!! SHIT!" Minho's alarmed exclamation resonated through the chaos, underscoring the gravity of our predicament. The battle raged on, each moment teetering on the brink of disaster.
