Chapter 45: Betrayal
Ahara rushed past the group of parents heading into the grounds toward their kids, weaving among them like the troubled sister she was, with Kingston following right behind her.
"They don’t have weapons," old man Twiller had said, making it sound like the kids would just run around the stadium and tag each other out.
The young lady felt stupid for believing his words.
She too once went through Gibforge’s selection process damnit—there was always bound to be a showcase of skills or agility somewhere in the trials. She should have known when the commentator said nothing about the children fighting or the shifters being allowed to use their abilities. Of course, they were going to use some kind of force to tag their opponents out.
This is Gibbous!
’That speed he was moving at wasn’t normal at all. What if he cracked his bones again? Or overused his muscle and ends up crippled for life?’ The thoughts hybridized in her mind as the images of her brother lying lifelessly on her lap that night three weeks ago played in her head nonstop, giving her a fleeting PTSD case.
’No. I can’t let the dark thoughts overpower me. First, I need to find Dam—there he is!’
Ahara’s worried expression relaxed a little when she noticed how her brother wasn’t groaning or crying like the other kids despite Princess Eden shaking his shoulders like he was a doll. However, he still had blood on his lips, an image that made her blood pressure escalate from its momentary relaxation.
"Damien!" She cried, drawing the attention of the two mothers she was passing by who were attending to their disqualified children.
At her calling, Damien immediately made his way towards her. Much to Ahara’s relief, he wasn’t limping or holding on to any of his body parts. However, his exhaustion was evident, a rather normal thing considering the speed at which he moved earlier.
Everyone in the VIP chamber had witnessed it.