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Before leaving Quinn on his own, Vorden had a few last words to say to him. Hearing these words, he now knew what to do and was confident.
Right after Vorden had left, he was on his own in his room. His heart, although beating slowly, was beating loud and strong. New rising energy was felt surging through his whole body.
’I wonder why I’m so excited?’
While being left on his own, he had time to reflect on everything and everyone that he had met so far. After finding that book and coming to the military school, he had a crazy journey he had never expected. More than anything, he didn’t think there would be others who would join him along the way.
’A genius hacker, a terrorist or double agent, a vampire and an undead. Then you have the ice queen, and finally, the only one who I thought was normal, turns out to have a split personality.’ Quinn thought. ’I guess these were the only friends I could make. What they say is true, crazy people attract other crazy people."
Yesterday night, while on his walk, Quinn had regained all of his health points. As long as he wasn’t hungry and needed blood, his body would naturally regenerate on its own. But if it did, it would make it also so he was hungrier sooner. This made it hard for him to tell how practical the single session of restraining himself was.
From the way Fex described it, as long as he wasn’t drinking blood daily as he did before, then it shouldn’t cause much change. He didn’t know how much he managed to wean off the blood addiction, but from now on, he knew he had to be careful.
With no blood flask, it would be a while until he could start consuming the blood of students again. Then suddenly a thought came to his head. He quickly opened up the systems shop and continued to scroll through the options.
"That’s it, there it is?" Quinn said. The flask had been in the shop all along. At the time he never thought such a thing would have been useful since he had the blood bank, and Layla, but now it seemed like a handy item indeed.
Then when looking at the ingredients needed, he was quickly disappointed. They were two intermediate level beasts as well as an advanced tier one. For such a little item it needed quite a few things. The problem was, they weren’t items commonly found in the marketplace. Quinn would either have to hunt for it himself, which was near impossible or hire someone else to get the item for him.
However, now that he knew it was possible to make one of his own. He would keep it in mind. Maybe when he earnt enough credits in the future, he would be able to start making items from the shop.
*Knock, knock, knock.*
Once again, a knock was heard on his door. It was still early morning, but he had been expecting this. Not knowing who the smell was coming from meant it was them. After opening the door, three soldiers dressed in the slick black uniform stood there tall and strong.
"Quinn Talen, correct?"
"Yes, sir."
"An emergency matter involving Peter Chuk has caused him to drop out of the tournament. Due to this, the substitute of Del’s class, Quinn Talen must participate. Please follow us."
After a quick elevator ride down, they had finally arrived at the underground area. Unlike above, the students here were already awake and were practising for the events. Still, many of them had nerves as it was only the second day. Before being able to join them, Quinn was further taken to a separate area where thier was a desk and what looked like a small office area had been set up.
Behind the desk, equipment was there for participants to be used as well as other things such as snacks and beverages. There were also many soldiers standing on guard, keeping an eye on everyone.
The tension was high between the participants, and this often caused things to heat up between them. The soldiers didn’t mind a bit of back and forth between students, but the second there was fighting they would stop it.
Fights were to be displayed in the arena not down below where nobody would see. The reason for bringing Quinn to the desk was because he needed to be registered. They handed him over a tablet where he was to input his fighting name.
’Oh, crap, I didn’t think of this. I can’t use my gamer ID, as Peter did. Even if I’m using my shadow powers, I won’t be using my blood powers. Struggling to come up with a name, finally managed to put one down.’
The man at the desk looked at the tablet and chuckled, before handing it over to one of the other soldiers.
"You’re free to use the training area as you wish, you will be called later on in the day, and your room number, if you want to rest, is 23, or if you manage to make it through.." The man then paused for a second, he looked at Quinn’s wristwatch and realized that it said the level one. He shook his head in disbelief, not understanding what this class was thinking.
Sure, the last student was a level one, but they were clearly a special case, and the others could even see that due to the guards always being around them.
"Don’t worry about it and just do what you want until we call you." The man said as he wafted his hand, suggesting for Quinn to go away.
When the attack came towards Quinn, he knew that they had aimed precisely in the middle of the two of them and there was no need for him to move. All they wanted to do was scare them. After all, if he or Nate were hurt, the students would have gotten in trouble.
When looking over in the student’s direction from where the attack had come from, he could also see a bunch of girls off to the side. There and then something clicked in his head.
’It wasn’t an accident. If I know thirsty boys, those guys were trying to impress those girls.’ Why did Nate this? It was because he would have perhaps tried something similar in his own youth.
As Nate saw the curly-haired student walk towards the boy, he was wondering just what was going to happen.
’Wait, is that the new guy? It has to be. I don’t remember seeing him down here.’
Looking at his wristwatch, he could see the level 1, but something else had worried him even more. He could see the student clenching his fist, ready for a punch.
Back on the top platform, the students were starting to gather in front of the screens for the first events to start. The others had left the Hotel together and were now peacefully sitting in front of screen two. Just then, Sam had arrived from his own Hotel, as he had agreed to meet up with them yesterday.
"Hey, where’s Quinn?" Sam asked, noticing he wasn’t sitting down with them.
"Well," Vorden replied. "He’s taking part in the fighting tournament."
The drink that was held in Sam’s hand nearly dropped to the floor, but he quickly tightened his grip and then a small smile appeared on his face. "Oh, really."
’I don’t know why Fate has decided to put you on the battlefield, all I know is, everyone might be in for one hell of a surprise.’ Sam thought.
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